I finally figured it out Mates
Women are like a Bowl Of Kiwi berries
The sweet soft ones you savor
And will make you real happy
The hard sour ones make you hurt
You make a face
And spit it out in the dirt
Sweet as Sugar Cane Molasses
I love My South Wales Belle
I can't help not kiss and tell
My Sheila, She's Real Sweet
A sweet Sheila will always Have your back
A sour woman is as helpful
As a heart attack
Sweet as Sugar Cane Molasses
I love My South Wales Belle
I can't help not kiss and tell
My Real Sweet Sheila
Always Encourages me
She Says and shows
She Loves me everyday
A hard sour woman is a dream killer
And stops you on your way
Finally figured it out
Mates
Women are like a Bowl
Of Kiwi berries
The sweet soft ones you savor
And will make you real happy
The hard sour ones
Make you hurt
You make a face
And spit out in the dirt"