Do you think of me like snow Cool, slippery and white? Do you think of me like jazz As hip as black as night? Do you think of me like linen Summer sheets on which you sleep? Do you think of me like ink Skinny words you want to keep? Do you think of me like fat Irresistible as cream? On your lips, on your hips Like chocolate or like a dream Ohh, to be the moon A diamond you can't resist The space between the stars Do you think of me like this? Do you think of me like crack Illegally refined? Sunglass for your eyes Do you think that love is blind? Do you think of me like salt? Do you taste me in your tears? Do you think of me like oil? Filthy rich, my dear I think of you like food I think of you like wine I shouldn't lick my fingers I'm drinking all the time I think of you like paint Flesh tones and pink I think of you like rhyme So much it makes me think I'm mad about you Do you think of me like sand Warm southern fire? Take me with you in the dark And secret in your mind Do you think of me like snow School starting in the fall? Do you think of me in spring Do you think of me at all?