steve miller
jungle love
I met you on somebody's island You thought you had known me before I brought you a crate of papaya Then 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