Ginger

She's nec plus ultra in sex packaging
She's milk and blood and freckles in-between
Star of serial wet pipe dreaming
Let it be kiss-a-ginger-day (what's in a name)

She's the virgin temptress defying existence
She's the missing link Darwin fails to up-list
To frail to survive the sunlight
There's worst things to be fooled by than DNA

She's the red in every sunset every rise
She's the centre of a storm that's going by
The déjà-vu that makes you burst into a smile
She's the glint in the corner of your eye

She's got this bonehead thinking it can swing
She's got me thinking I can do anything
Throw the radio in the bathtub
And go electric (blow the mains)

She's the red in every sunset every rise
She's the centre of a storm that's going by
The déjà-vu that makes you burst into a smile
She's the glint in the corner of your eye



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