Vetiver - Motopony

She tastes so?

Fragrant oils from her coils

She tastes so yesteryear

Fancy lass, so much class

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

I’m not the marrying type

But I want her for my wife

We’d settle down just right

Have ourselves a perfect life

Aaaaaooooooh

Aaaaaooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh

Oooooooooooh