paroles de chanson Her Favorite Style - Iron Butterfly

Exciting were her eyes
And refreshing was her smile.
So loving was her attitude she maintained all the while.
She reaped in her softness which created a gentle mood.
And if I ever felt hunger, she would hand me a bit of food.
Ah true, she was exciting,
Refreshing and loving
And still found a way in which she maintained all the while;
That was her faith,
That was her favorite style,
That was her favorite style.