There's taste of you at the end of each verse.

Nowadays one thing good I can say

Along of all the ups and downs in life

It's been years I long for that cold in my spine feel

And like a drunkard waits his cup for someone fill

I glance at her mouth - as smooth as snow's to a ski

Oh how happy I got to be as imagine touch her skin

Best brownish tone o' honey - jambo under the sun

She once noticed my big eyes at her, I felt banana