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neville brothers - arianne lyrics

arianne is april morning, that comes rippling through my window.
she’s the smell of coffee brewing, on a quiet, rainy sunday.
she’s the purring of a kitten,
that has made my neck a pillow for his head.
arianne is silly music that my father used to whistle.
she’s the new leaf on a fire
that i had given up last winter
and what writers have to feel like when they suddenly discover they’ve been read.
arianne is momma’s crystal bread that’s nearly finished baking
she’s a rainbow in a puddle
and the happiest birthday
she’s a’goin out on friday and a’comin back on monday with a tan.
arianne is made of feelings so i milk her of her kisses
and i swallow up her breathing and i taste her where she love me
and i’m filled to overflowing but there’s always room for more arianne

arianne is momma’s crystal bread that’s nearly finished baking
she’s a rainbow in a puddle
and the happiest birthday
she’s a goin out on friday and a comin back on monday with a tan.

arianne is made of feelings so i milk her of her kisses
and i swallow up her breathing and i taste her where she love me
and i’m filled to overflowing
but there’s always room for more arianne

- neville brothers lyrics

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