Camper Van Beethoven - All Her Favorite Fruit [Orchestral Version] Lyrics

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All Her Favorite Fruit [Orchestral Version]

All Her Favorite Fruit [Orchestral Version] Lyrics by Camper Van Beethoven
All Her Favorite Fruit [Orchestral Version] Lyrics

What Are The Lyrics For All Her Favorite Fruit [Orchestral Version] By Camper Van Beethoven?

I drive alone, home from work
And I always think of her
Late at night I call her
But I never say a word

I can see her squeeze the phone between her chin and shoulder
I can almost smell her breath faint with a sweet scent of decay
She serves him mashed potatoes
And she serves him peppered steak, with corn

Pulls her dress up over her head
Lets it fall to the floor
And does she ever whisper in his ear all her favorite fruit
And all the most exotic places they are cultivated

And I'd like to take her there, rather than this train
And if I weren't a civil servant, I'd have a place in the colonies
We'd play croquet behind white-washed walls and drink our tea at four
Within intervention's distance of the embassy

The midday air grows thicker with the heat
And drifts towards the line of trees
When negroes blink their eyes, they sink into siesta
And we are rotting like a fruit underneath a rusting roof

We dream our dreams and sing our songs of fecundity
Of life and love
Of life and love
Of life and love

Who Wrote All Her Favorite Fruit [Orchestral Version] By Camper Van Beethoven?

Chris Pederson, David Lowery, Greg Lisher, Victor Krummenacher

What's The Duration Of The All Her Favorite Fruit [Orchestral Version] By Camper Van Beethoven?

The duration of All Her Favorite Fruit [Orchestral Version] is 5:32 minutes and seconds.

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