Lovething - ZZ Top

It must have been the way that she kissed me

Made me as weak as a lamb

Tastes so fine like french silk pie

Sweet as strawberry jam

It could have been the thing that she told me

When she threw her wrench at my monkey

Shoulda been a cool scene

Like honey on a ripped queen

I thought it was a day-dream

But it must have been a lovething

I smiled at the way that she told me

«I just can’t turn you a-loose

She was a force majeure in her haute couture

I was howlin' at the moon

That’s when I jumped out of her window

Before my monkey could cook her goose