Sabor, Sabor (feat. Orishas)

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like strawberry and lemon

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like strawberry and lemon
You taste like honey bee jam

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like red peach
Your skin tastes when I kiss you

Flavor like tropical mango
Baby, if you don’t want me, that just feels wrong
Look, flavor like coconut or lemonade
'Cause dieting with you just doesn’t work at all

I’ll cook for you to make you stay
And we’ll quickly get to dessert and good wine, if you want
Tomorrow morning, for breakfast
We’ll make it so one and one isn’t two, just one

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like strawberry and lemon
You taste like honey bee jam

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like red peach
Your skin tastes when I kiss you

I’m gonna bread you like a milanesa
Seriously, you’re gonna love it on the table
Slathered with strawberry jam
And if there’s none, we’ll just spice up the dish

I’m gonna search you for a while
I like it when you scratch me like a cat
And for dessert, pour a little syrup
To devour you like a cannibal

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like strawberry and lemon
You taste like honey bee jam

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like red peach
Your skin tastes when I kiss you

You and I are gonna make a new menu
I’ll bring your beauty, two cups of attitude
A hundred spoonfuls of love
A hundred of affection and a hundred more of warmth

Flavor, flavor
I don’t need a fan
I prefer your peach breeze
I don’t want any more diet for my heart
It’s just me, oh oh

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like strawberry and lemon
You taste like honey bee jam

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like red peach
Your skin tastes when I kiss you

The dry leaves fall on my head
The flowers in my garden don’t want to bloom
The spring days had been lost
You came and my soul started to shine again
It started to shine again

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like strawberry and lemon
You taste like honey bee jam

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like red peach
Your skin tastes when I kiss you

Oh, flavor, flavor
Like strawberry and lemon