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Incense In My Navel
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I’ve incense in my navel day and night,
Aroma wafting gentle from the heat.
To celebrate the passions I ignite,
Of my de’sires, sa’vory and sweet.
To entertain my guests both him & her,
I’ve incense in my navel day and night.
For each: patchouli, cedar, pine & myrrh
To rouse a mind in midnight blue delight.
A sumptuous buffet, the evening’s height,
Between, we do the bathing nymphs tableau.
I’ve incense in my navel day and night,
I share with James Corden the late late show.
My love is here at last, we go to bed,
The tapers going dim, the moon is bright.
My guests will linger till they are well-fed,
I’ve incense in my navel day and night.
I’ve incense in my navel day and night,
Aroma wafting gentle from the heat.
To celebrate the passions I ignite,
Of my de’sires, sa’vory and sweet.
To entertain my guests both him & her,
I’ve incense in my navel day and night.
For each: patchouli, cedar, pine & myrrh
To rouse a mind in midnight blue delight.
A sumptuous buffet, the evening’s height,
Between, we do the bathing nymphs tableau.
I’ve incense in my navel day and night,
I share with James Corden the late late show.
My love is here at last, we go to bed,
The tapers going dim, the moon is bright.
My guests will linger till they are well-fed,
I’ve incense in my navel day and night.
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