Iron Butterfly - Her Favorite Style текст песни

Words and Music By Doug Ingle

Exciting were her eyes
And refreshing was her smile.

So loving was her attitude she maintained all the while.

She reaped in her softness which created a gentle mood.
And if I ever felt hunger, she would hand me a bit of food.

Ah true, she was exciting,
refreshing and loving
and still found a way in which she maintained all the while;
that was her faith,
that was her favorite style,
that was her favorite style.