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Lletres: Morris Day. Jungle Love.

I, I've been watching you
I think, I wanna know ya
Said I, I'm a little dangerous
Girl, I'd love to show ya

My jungle love, yeah
I think, I wanna know ya
Jungle love
Girl, I'd love to show ya

You, you've got a pretty car
I think I wanna drive it
I ain't playin', said I drive a little dangerous
Take you to my crib, rip you off

My jungle love, yeah
I think, I wanna know ya
Jungle love
Girl, I'd love to show ya

Come on baby, where's your guts?
You wanna make love or what?

I wanna take you to my cage
Lock you up and hide the key
You only get water, baby
'Cause if you're hungry, take a bite of me

My jungle love, yeah
I think, I wanna know ya
Jungle love
Girl, I'd love to show ya

I think, I wanna
I wanna file my nails

My jungle love, yeah
I think, I wanna know ya
Jungle love
Girl, I'd love to show ya

Jungle love, that's right
Can't nobody fuck with me?
I got a bearskin rug
I got a fireplace too
And I'm all the way wild baby
All the things I could do to you

Jungle love
Yes, that's it