God I love the sweet taste of India   Lingers on the tip of my tongue   Gotta love the sweet taste of India   Blame it on the beat of the drum      God I love the sweet taste of India   Lingers on the tip of my tongue   Gotta know that´s what´s gotten into ya   Any cat man do when it´s done...      Oh yeah she´s got that kind of love incense   That lives in her back room   And when it mixes with the funk, my friend   It turns into perfume      When you are born you´re afraid of the darkness   And then you´re afraid of the light   But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow      This time I'm gonna get it right   To think of what I´ll get tonight      Just lookin´ for a little taste, a taste of India   She´ll steal the smile right out of your face      Her yin and yang, Is just the thing   She´s unpredictable my friend      God I love the sweet taste of India   Lingers on the tip of my tongue   Gotta know that´s what´s gotten into ya   Any cat man do when it´s done...      It´s like the first taste love of vindaloo   That sets your heart on fire   And if you let her stuff get into you   It will be all that you desire      When you make love to the sweet tantric priestress   Drinkin´ in the bliss of delight   But I'm not afraid when I dance with her shadow      The time I'm gonna get it right   She´s gonna whet my appetite   Just lookin´ for a little taste, taste of India   She´ll steal the smile right out of your face      She a friend of mine, She a concubine   The sweetest wine, I gotta make her mine      God I love the sweet taste of India   Lingers on the tip of my tongue   Gotta love the sweet taste of India   Blame it on the beat of the drum      God I love that sweet taste of India   Lingers on the tip of my tongue   Gotta know that what´s gotten into ya   Any cat man do when ot´s do      Just think of what I´ll get tonight   She´s gonna whet my appetite   Just Just lookin´ for a little taste, taste of India   She´ll steal the smile right out of your face