Vanilla lyrics

She strolled into my backyard
Drinking wine from a dixie cup
Like you would

Showed her past my playing cards
Laid it down and I pick it up to see

What am i made of
What am I made of
Water, guts, and blood

And she looks just like my mother
When my mother was a swinger
And she laughs just like a young John Wayne

And she`d smell just like vanilla
If vanilla weren`t so sweet

`Cause she`s salt and starch and everything harsh
And I think I`m falling with her

And that`s what I`m made of
Oh so now that I`m in love

Sinking in your bathtub
And I know I`m not coming up

Flashing in your snagteeth
A vision of my day with you

What am i made of
What am I made of
Water, guts, and blood

And she looks just like my mother
When my mother was a swinger
And she laughs just like a young John Wayne

And she`d smell just like vanilla
If vanilla weren`t so sweet

`Cause she`s salt and starch and everything harsh
And I think I`m falling with her

And that`s what I`m made of
Oh so now that I`m in love

There`s a reason why you live
There`s a reason why you live