Get it on
Kumuthini
Have you ever seen such a beauty as my girl, Kumuthini?
She is just so dreamy; when I see her, I get all hot and steamy.
Ooh, my Kumuthini
First time I saw her, she was tanning in her bikini, in the sun,
And being adored by everyone. We all whispered, one by one:
She looks so nice 'cause she is made with Sri Lankan spice.
I knew right then I had to get me some, and make her my hun.
Ooh, my Kumuthini
If she were all mine, I would love her to the end of time,
And serve her bananas with cream and honey,
And shower her with gifts and money.
Ooh, my Kumuthini
She is named after a lotus flower,
And her smell is ever so sweet, never sour.
I would love kissing her, hour after hour.
And like the flower, she only blooms at night,
When I hold on to her tight.
Ooh, my Kumuthini
With her long black hair tied in a bow,
Oh, how I wish she would just let it flow in the soft breeze,
Like the wind blowing the palm trees.
Just the thought of it brings me to my knees.
Ooh, my Kumuthini
From her head to her toes, how I love her so.
Her skin looks so tanned, makes me glad that I am a man,
And with a body that moves like a cat,
She almost gave me a heart attack.
Her eyes seem to shine in any light,
But you have not really seen them, until you look at them under the moonlight.
Ooh, my Kumuthini, why are you so dreamy?
When I think of you I get all hot and steamy,
My girl, Kumuthini.