Tekster: Kate Bush. The Red Shoes. Eat The Music.
Split me open
With devotion
You put your hands in
And rip my heart out
Eat the music
Does he conceal
What he really feels?
He's a woman at heart
And I love him for that
Let's split him open
Like a pomegranate
Insides out
All is revealed
Not only women bleed
Take the stone out
Of the mango
You put it in your mouth
And pull a plum out
Take a papaya
You like a guava?
Grab a banana
And a sultana
Rip them to pieces
With sticky fingers
Split the banana
Crush the sultana
Split 'em open
With devotion
Put your hands in
And rip their hearts out
Like a pomegranate
Insides out
He's a woman at heart
And love him for that
Take a papaya
You like a guava?
Grab a banana
And a sultana
Rip 'em to pieces
With sticky fingers
Split the banana
Crush the sultana
All emotion
And with devotion
You put your hands in
What ya thinking?
What am I singing?
A song of seeds
The food of love
Eat the music
With devotion
You put your hands in
And rip my heart out
Eat the music
Does he conceal
What he really feels?
He's a woman at heart
And I love him for that
Let's split him open
Like a pomegranate
Insides out
All is revealed
Not only women bleed
Take the stone out
Of the mango
You put it in your mouth
And pull a plum out
Take a papaya
You like a guava?
Grab a banana
And a sultana
Rip them to pieces
With sticky fingers
Split the banana
Crush the sultana
Split 'em open
With devotion
Put your hands in
And rip their hearts out
Like a pomegranate
Insides out
He's a woman at heart
And love him for that
Take a papaya
You like a guava?
Grab a banana
And a sultana
Rip 'em to pieces
With sticky fingers
Split the banana
Crush the sultana
All emotion
And with devotion
You put your hands in
What ya thinking?
What am I singing?
A song of seeds
The food of love
Eat the music
The Red Shoes
Kate Bush
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