She is dressed in banana best, freckled and brown with dots
I can see she is ripe and fine, I wonder if I'm a peel to her
O'la
With my feathers on display, she moves like she wants to know my name
Wild as we courtship dance, tomorrow we are making plans
O'la
Hold me brother just to sit closely, i will bring her love to me slowly, is it paper stains or is it golden?
What will be the way?
Darling I will not leave and forget love, forget love, fall in love
O'la