Flaw Salad

I wrote you a pop song! Sure to be a billboard hit.

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SPICE OF YOUR LOVE

Cardamom, ginger, rosemary, and sage

Got nothin’ for me

I ain’t turnin’ the page

No recipe quite like

The taste of your lips

How do I cook up

The feel of your hips?

No ingredient list could ever compare

To the feeling of you

Yeah, I’m floating on air

No cumin, no cilantro,

No spicy Indian curry.

I just want your kiss,

So honey please hurry.

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‘Cause baby your love

Is my spice of choice

Your cinnamon hair

And your tarragon voice

You’re driving me wild

Yeah, my soul is on fire

The taste of your love

Is my only desire

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I’m carried away

On a caraway cloud

When you touch me like that

My heart beats so loud

You’re mixing up something

I’ll never forget

A savory love song

That gets stuck in my head

And I just want more

Of your precious thyme

Yeah, give me your heart

Say you’ll always be mine

No pepper, no parsley,

No saffron delight,

I just want your your touch

Honey all through the night.

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‘Cause baby your love

Is my spice of choice

Your cinnamon hair

And your tarragon voice

You’re driving me wild

Yeah, my soul is on fire

The taste of your love

Is my only desire

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Oh paprika and nutmeg

And peppermint swirl

Lemongrass and licorice

Got nothin’ on my girl

Lavender and basil

And spicy mustard seed

Nothin’, nothin’, nothin’

Your love is all I need

–

‘Cause baby your love

Is my spice of choice

Your cinnamon hair

And your tarragon voice

You’re driving me wild

Yeah, my soul is on fire

The taste of your love

Is my only desire

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