God I love the sweet taste of India

Lingers on the tip of my tongue

Gotta love the sweet taste of India

Blame it on the beat of the drum



God I love the sweet taste of India

Lingers on the tip of my tongue

Gotta know that´s what´s gotten into ya

Any cat man do when it´s done...



Oh yeah she´s got that kind of love incense

That lives in her back room

And when it mixes with the funk, my friend

It turns into perfume



When you are born you´re afraid of the darkness

And then you´re afraid of the light

But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow



This time I'm gonna get it right

To think of what I´ll get tonight



Just lookin´ for a little taste, a taste of India

She´ll steal the smile right out of your face



Her yin and yang, Is just the thing

She´s unpredictable my friend



God I love the sweet taste of India

Lingers on the tip of my tongue

Gotta know that´s what´s gotten into ya

Any cat man do when it´s done...



It´s like the first taste love of vindaloo

That sets your heart on fire

And if you let her stuff get into you

It will be all that you desire



When you make love to the sweet tantric priestress

Drinkin´ in the bliss of delight

But I'm not afraid when I dance with her shadow



The time I'm gonna get it right

She´s gonna whet my appetite

Just lookin´ for a little taste, taste of India

She´ll steal the smile right out of your face



She a friend of mine, She a concubine

The sweetest wine, I gotta make her mine



God I love the sweet taste of India

Lingers on the tip of my tongue

Gotta love the sweet taste of India

Blame it on the beat of the drum



God I love that sweet taste of India

Lingers on the tip of my tongue

Gotta know that what´s gotten into ya

Any cat man do when ot´s do



Just think of what I´ll get tonight

She´s gonna whet my appetite

Just Just lookin´ for a little taste, taste of India

She´ll steal the smile right out of your face