Dark Chocolate

The way to a womans heart
 Is through her lips
 Through the shudder of her sight
 And the motion of her hips
 Through the softness of her thigh
 To that place between her shoulders
 And if a woman wants her
 Do you wanna hold her bad?
 Are you thinking 'bout a woman?
 You might just like to see
 Look her deep in the eyes and say:
 "Slow dance with me"
 You know what you're wanting
 You might ask now
 You can show her so she'll know how
 That the way to your heart
 Is through your lips
 Through the shudder of your sight
 And the motion of your hips
 And the softness of your thighs
 To that place between your shoulders
 And if she wants you
 Do you wanna hold her bad?
 I'm thinking 'bout a woman
 Who might just take me home
 And feed me dark chocolate
 And other sugar that she owns
 You know what I'm wanting
 I'm asking now
 I can show you so you'll know how
 That the way to my heart
 Is through my lips
 Through the shudder of my sight
 And the motion of my hips
 And the softness of my thighs
 To that place between my shoulders
 And if you wants me
 I won't hold back
 I won't hold back