MY LOVE IS LIKE A CHOCOLATE BOX
     
chorus
	My Love is like a chocolate box; in summer it do melt.
	It makes yer fingers sticky, and bulge beneath yer belt.
     
Those soft and fruity centers, remind me of her charms.
     They’re sweet to eat & I repeat like putty in yer palms.	chorus
     
Oh if I offered her nut cluster, herein the box I like to hold.
     Or banana syrup filling, would it be considered bold.	chorus
     
Well the very sweetest sweet is, I feel, one called cherry surprise.
     Yer breath it takes or lump it makes, within yer throat to rise.	chorus
     
Now she has made my Week-end, weaving that Black Magic has this girl.
     So my mind it turns to summer and when I went for Hazel whirl.	chorus
     
I do enjoy a chocolate tipple and thank those thoughtful brewers.
     It pleases me my Love should like Grand Marnier liqueurs.	chorus
     
This lovely lady is peach delight and sets my lips a smacking
     For my love is like a chocolate box, & I am just the wrapping. 

         © words by CRESBY  July 1985        tune   chorus of “My love is like a red, red rose”
               chorus & verse same tune	. inspired by Sue Bray spinster of Worcester