paroles de chanson Her Favourite 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