Vanilla

( Pretty Deep 7' )

She strolled into my backyard

Drinking wine from a dixie cup

Like you would



Showed her past my playing cards

Laid it down and I pick it up to see



What am i made of

What am I made of

Water, guts, and blood



And she looks just like my mother

When my mother was a swinger

And she laughs just like a young John Wayne



And she'd smell just like vanilla

If vanilla weren't so sweet



'Cause she's salt and starch and everything harsh

And I think I'm falling with her



And that's what I'm made of

Oh so now that I'm in love



Sinking in your bathtub

And I know I'm not coming up



Flashing in your snagteeth

A vision of my day with you



What am i made of

What am I made of

Water, guts, and blood



And she looks just like my mother

When my mother was a swinger

And she laughs just like a young John Wayne



And she'd smell just like vanilla

If vanilla weren't so sweet



'Cause she's salt and starch and everything harsh

And I think I'm falling with her



And that's what I'm made of

Oh so now that I'm in love



There's a reason why you live

There's a reason why you live


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