The Dead South Fruit and Salad song lyrics

I'm in love with your mother, but not the way I do love you

She doesn't cut it like you do, Fruit and Salad no meat please

Old Style goin' in for your soul,

but baby that ain't happenin'

Cause in a bag im useless,

that's why you left me for him

That's why Ill sleep with your mother again,

But hopefully soon my lonely heartWill be filled with the, warmth form your eyes

and we can swap snow for leaves

So come on baby and just come around

And let back in through your door,

and if you don't want to come around

Ill take your mother to, funky town

And we will make the nasty weather

All my dreams are, waiting for you

In a time where I aint no fool

The love is lost somewhere in the room

Your eyes are wider underneath the moon

All my dreams are, waiting for you

In a time where I aint no fool

The love is lost somewhere in the room

Your eyes are wider underneath the moon

The moon

With the world around my fingertips

And I will rub her curvy hips

Cause im in love with your mother

But not the way I do love you

But I will treat her like I would treat you