There's a secret place I hide that's deep inside of me*
An elusive voice that tells me what I like now
You might think I'm going to judge you in your fancy place
I don't really give the credit to what taste does
Cause I don't care if you don't like that
You'll get your feelings hurt, but I'll forget its bad
And if I like you it's for your simple ways
And we will always be at a tasty place
And you can cook a rose but I don't eat those
(Taste, yeah it's the taste)
Doll, I dearly tried to like the clothes you chose for me
Something in my heart can tell me it's a weakness
But I got shocked and picked some flowers since you wouldn't dare
Take a woman's blouse and send it for your son to wear.
But when we share our important views
You get a glimpse of me, I get a glimpse of you
And I don't really care if I don't change your ways
If you won't always be at our tasty place
And you can cook a rose but I don't eat those
(Taste, yeah it's the taste)
Am I really all the things that are outside of me
Am I real

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