From the recording Salvador
Never wanted something more in my life than what’s in front of me
Never felt so appetized, just wanna eat everything I see
From across the room, I can see you there,
I can hold your stare, then pretend like I don’t care
From across the room, my heart’s moving slow, should I guess what I know
That you’re hungry too?
Yearning for a taste?
I guess you have a tangy flavor
Think a mango with more to savor
And yet, your eyes don’t waver
What flavor am I, cherry pie?
Imagine this: you’re at a table
In the background you can hear the cable news
I’m washing the dishes, the escovitch fish was quite good
And we don’t have to quarrel I already made the sorrel juice
Don’t worry my baby because your lady takes good care of you
And now you walk me by the river
Put your arms around me and i shiver through
You rubbing my shoulders and whispering things in my ear
There’s no reason to hurry we don’t worry about what they do
It’s us we devour, we never have to wait for food