What's the appetizing price of loving me
Is it a glass of Disarrono, Gin or Hennessy
Your lovely prose came like sweet velvet to my ear
Like a furry coat made from ermine and feathers of quail
You are the rare aphrodisiac who's piquing, piquing my appetite
So the price is you, you, you, you. It's you, you
My mind is blown away by the string of words that you say
Your culinary arts are yummier than my coco tarts, my coco tarts
You are the personification of perfection to me
Is that the appetizing price for loving me