«Jungle Love», Steve Miller Band

I met you on somebody's island

You thought you had known me before

I brought you a crate of papaya

They waited all night by your door

You probably wouldn't remember

I probably couldn't forget

Jungle love in the surf in the pouring rain

Everything's better when wet

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad

It's makin' me crazy

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad

It's makin' me crazy

But lately you live in the jungle

I never see you alone

But we need some definite answers

So I thought I would write you a poem

The question to everyone's answer

Is usually asked from within

But the patterns of the rain

And the truth they contain

Have written my life on your skin

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad

It's makin' me crazy

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad

It's makin' me crazy

You treat me like I was your ocean

You swim in my blood when it's warm

My cycles of circular motion

Protect you and keep you from harm

You live in a world of illusion

Where everything's peaches and cream

We all face a scarlet conclusion

But we spend our time in a dream

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad

It's makin' me crazy

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad

It's makin' me crazy

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad

It's makin' me crazy

Jungle love it's drivin' me mad

It's makin' me crazy