| She smelled like flowers, she tastes like toffee
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| She kissed me slowly, she held me softly
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| Got too close and she backed up off me
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| Left me stoned cold sober, just like black coffee
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| Just like black coffee
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| She told me that she'd always be thinkin' of me
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| She said she wanted me to know that she really did love me
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| She said she never put no one else above me
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| Except her monkey, she's like a junkie, just like a junkie
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| Just like a junkie
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| It was April 25th, it's up around 80
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| Found a spot out in the park where the grass is shady
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| She said her mom's from Jamaica, her father's from Haiti
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| She's such a pretty lady, she's such a lady
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| She smelled like flowers, she tastes like toffee
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| She kissed me slowly, she held me softly
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| Got too close and she backed up off me
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| Left me stoned cold sober, just like black coffee
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| Just like black coffee, just like black coffee
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| Just like black coffee |