Iron Butterfly Her Favorite Style текст песни, слова песни Her Favorite Style Iron Butterfly
Iron Butterfly - Her Favorite Style
Exciting were her eyes
And refreshing was her smile.
So loving was her attitude she maintained all the while.
She reaped in her softness which created a gentle mood.
And if I ever felt hunger, she would hand me a bit of food.
Ah true, she was exciting,
refreshing and loving
and still found a way in which she maintained all the while;
that was her faith,
that was her favorite style,
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