I just came back from meeting her |
Ruby red lipstick on her mouth |
Rockin on the rockin chair on the back porch |
She just came here from the south |
We had a view of the sunset |
We had a view of the sky |
All of the red and blue and purple clouds |
Reflected in her amber eyes |
Oh Anita, energy source of my world |
Oh how I need you, creative force of a girl |
We started taking some deep breaths |
Pretty soon we got high |
I told her that she made me feel so good |
I told her why |
I like ruby red lipstick |
I like looking at the sky |
I like rockin chairs and southern girls |
They never fail to get me high |
Oh Anita, energy source of my world |
Oh how I need you, creative force of a girl. |
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