Well, I had a theory
That everything lovable was far away
Please give me one more semester
My professor of anatomy

And now that the hot flame is gone
And all of our clothes are on
I guess I'd say
It's time to cacao

Move your pillow off my shoulder
Face me and look me in the eye
Now your lips are barely parted
Lean into me like the tower

And now that our hot flame is out
You're all I think about
Enough's enough
Cacao to cacao