Is everything a baited hook?
And are there locks on our doors?
If you´re looking for an open book
Look no further, I am yours

We´ll behave like animals
Swing from tree to tree
We can do anything
That turns you up and sets you free

You´re an exception to the rule
You´re a bona fide rarity
You´re all I ever wanted
Southern girl
Could you want me?

So come outside and walk with me
We´ll try each other on to see if we fit
And with our roots, become a tree
To shade what we make, under it

We´ll behave like animals
Swing from tree to tree
We can do anything
That turns you up and sets you free

You´re an exception to the rule
You´re a bona fide rarity
You´re all I ever wanted
Southern girl
Could you want me?