Lyrics
It must have been the way that she kissed me,
Reflecting on the impact of a kiss, suggesting it had a profound effect.
Made me as weak as a lamb.
Expressing vulnerability, comparing oneself to a weak lamb.
Tastes so fine like french silk pie,
Describing the taste of the kiss, using the metaphor of a fine dessert (French silk pie).
Sweet as strawberry jam.
Emphasizing the sweetness of the experience, likening it to strawberry jam.
It could have been the thing that she told me,
Recalling something said during the encounter, possibly leading to conflict.
When she threw her wrench at my monkey.
Describing a confrontational situation, mentioning a thrown wrench and a monkey (symbolic).
Should of been a cool scene,
Reflecting on what could have been a cool and harmonious situation.
Like honey on a ripped queen.
Using metaphorical language to describe a missed opportunity, comparing it to honey on a ripped queen.
I thought it was a day-dream,
Initial confusion, thinking it was a daydream rather than a real experience.
But it must have been a love thing.
Concluding that the experience was indeed a love thing.
I smiled at the way that she told me,
Appreciating the way she expressed attachment, possibly indicating possessiveness.
"I just can't turn you a-loose."
Quoting her saying she can't let go, suggesting a desire for commitment.
She was a force majeure in her haute couture,
Describing her as a powerful and compelling force in high fashion.
I was howlin' at the moon.
Expressing excitement or admiration through howling at the moon.
That's when I jumped out of her window,
Describing a quick exit from her presence, possibly to avoid trouble.
Before my monkey could cook her goose.
Using a metaphor involving a monkey cooking her goose, suggesting a narrow escape.
Should of been a cool scene,
Reflecting again on what could have been a positive scenario.
Like honey on a ripped queen.
Using metaphorical language to emphasize the missed opportunity.
I thought it was a day-dream,
Reiterating the initial confusion, thinking it was just a daydream.
But it must have been a love thing.
Concluding once more that the experience was indeed a love thing.
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