Incubus

Incubus - Southern Girl

Is everything a baited hook?

And are there locks on all doors?

If you're looking for an open book,

Look no further, I am yours.

We'll behave like animals, swing from tree to tree

you can do anything that turns you up and sets you free.

You're an exception to the rule

You're a bonafide rarity.

You're all I ever wanted;

Southern girl, could you want me?

So come outside and walk with me

We'll try each other on, see if we fit

And with our roots become a tree

To shade what we make under it.

We'll behave like animals, swing from tree to tree

you can do anything that turns you up and sets you free.

You're an exception to the rule

You're a bonafide rarity

You're all I ever wanted;

Southern girl, could you want me?

You're an exception to the rule

You're a bonafide rarity.

You're all I ever wanted;

Southern girl, could you want me?

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