Que Rico

Your tea in my cup, me
How delicious, my eyes on your face, my hand on your waist, me
How delicious, my dad and your mom, my foot and your leg, me
How lovely, my lips on your neck and there you go, me
How delicious, your lips on my cheek and how do you know?
You, me

How delicious, how delicious, how delicious you, me
How delicious if I were a firefighter
I'd grab the ladder, take away that heat and spray you with my hose, yes
If I were a cop, I'd frisk your pockets and if there's something stolen
I'd hit you with the baton, if I were an astronaut

I'd grab my ticket, show you the planets and sit you on my rocket, yes
If I were a pilot, I'd make you my flight attendant and show you that in the
Airplane bathroom is where you have fun, how delicious, how delicious you, me
How delicious, how delicious, how delicious you, me
How delicious