Tasty Blues

Like a strawberry ice cream you're tasty How to bite a ripe peach The juice slides down your face I want to kiss your lips I want to kiss your lips Cause you're tasty How to suck sticky fingers of burger's cheese Or better of barbecue sauce The guest look at you with desire This round it's on the house This round it's on the house Everything was very tasty How to dance together on a beach Your skin and my skin united Our eyelashes touching himselves Like butterflies wings Like butterflies wings Our dance it's very tasty We're alone in your house You have taken off my shirt I've slipped your dress Up to here I can say Up to here I can say The night promises to be tasty