Rubberband Girl
She got more than she can showShe got love for me to knowShe got shadows on the floorThey're waiting
I can never understandShe's got a magic rubber bandThat pulls me back into her handI'm never really free
All my fingers need to tasteIs just the skin around her waistThere's a war paint on that pretty faceBut I'm ready
Ooooh oooooooh oooooh oooooohOoooh oooooooh oooooh ooooooh
She think that she can define meWith a word, sort of refine meWell I'm really, really really fine with that
I can be her evening laughterI can be her morning afterI can be like me but tougherIf that's what she needs
I got more than she believesI got chlorophyll in my leavesI let out the oxygen she breathesBut she don't know
Ooooh oooooooh oooooh oooooohOoooh oooooooh oooooh ooooooh