Iron Butterfly
Her Favorite Style
Exciting were her eyes
And refreshing was her smile

So loving was her attitude she maintained all the while

She reaped within her softness which created a gentle mood
And if I ever felt hunger, she would hand me a bit of food

Ah true, she was exciting
Refreshing and loving
And still found a way in which she maintained all the while;
That was her faith
That was her favorite style
That was her favorite style