Iss' agora...!

We'll behave like animals, swing from tree to tree
We can do anything that turns you up
and sets you free.

You're an exception to the rule.
You're a bonafide rarity.
You're all I ever wanted; Southern Girl,
could you want me?

So come outside and walk with me.
We'll try eachother on, see if we fit.
And with our roots become a tree
to shade what we make under it.

We'll behave like animals, swing from tree to tree.
We can do anything that turns you up
and sets you free.