Mango - Rosie Lowe

So what about you?

I heard you tasted good (So, so good)

And what about me?

I ordered something new, mmm (Beautiful)

And I adore the selection you bring (Pa da pa pa way da da)

It’s your platter

That makes my tastebuds ring

'Cause you look like you’re mango

And I’ve been looking for some fruit for my tree

What’s the use of lust if you won’t give me

What’s the use of love if you won’t feed me

The water I need?

Without, I can’t breathe

You’ll be the death of me, oh

Adam boo, why not take a little bite?

Picked just for you

It’s ripe and ready like your Eve, oh oh ooh

A taste might take us up to paradise, oh

We may be born in Eden, yeah

But this temptation you can’t deny, huh

'Cause you look like you’re mango

And I’ve been looking for some fruit for my tree

What’s the use of lust if you won’t give me

What’s the use of love if you won’t feed me

The water I need?

Without, I can’t breathe

You’ll be the death of me, oh

What’s the use of lust if you won’t give me

The water I need to breathe?

You’ll be the death of me

Without, I can’t breathe

You’ll be the death of me, oh

Don’t got words to say

I think I love you