Camper Van Beethoven
All Her Favorite Fruit

I drive alone, home from work
And I always think of her
Well late at night I call her
But I never say a word
And I can see her squeeze the phone between her chin and shoulder
And I can almost smell her breath faint with a sweet scent of decay
She serves him mashed potatoes
And she serves him peppered steak, with corn
Pulls her dress up over her head
Lets it fall to the floor
And does she ever whisper in his ear all her favorite fruit
And all the most exotic places they are cultivated
And I'd like to take her there, rather than this train
And if I weren't a civil servant, I'd have a place in the colonies
We'd play croquet behind white-washed walls and drink our tea at four
Within interventions distance of the embassy
The midday air grows thicker with the heat
And drifts towards the line of trees
Where negroes blink their eyes, they sink into siesta
And we are rotting like a fruit underneath a rusting roof
We dream our dreams and sing our songs of love, fecundity
Of life and love
Of life and love
Of life and love


Mirror lyrics:

Of life and love
Of life and love
Of life and love
We dream our dreams and sing our songs of love, fecundity
And we are rotting like a fruit underneath a rusting roof
Where negroes blink their eyes, they sink into siesta
And drifts towards the line of trees
The midday air grows thicker with the heat
Within interventions distance of the embassy
We'd play croquet behind white-washed walls and drink our tea at four
And if I weren't a civil servant, I'd have a place in the colonies
And I'd like to take her there, rather than this train
And all the most exotic places they are cultivated
And does she ever whisper in his ear all her favorite fruit
Lets it fall to the floor
Pulls her dress up over her head
And she serves him peppered steak, with corn
She serves him mashed potatoes
And I can almost smell her breath faint with a sweet scent of decay
And I can see her squeeze the phone between her chin and shoulder
But I never say a word
Well late at night I call her
And I always think of her
I drive alone, home from work


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