Wm. Pollock's Pianobook

Jungle Love

Steve Miller

I met you on somebody's island
You thought you had known me before
I brought you a crate of papaya
They waited all night by your door

/ G F / C G / :

You probably wouldn't remember
I probably couldn't forget it
Jungle love in the surf and the pouring rain
Everything's better when wet

Jungle love, it's driving me mad
It's making me crazy, crazy
Jungle love, it's driving me mad
It's making me crazy

/ Am C G / C / Am C G / A - /

But lately you live in the jungle
I never see you alone
But we need some definite answers
So I thought I would write you a poem

The question to everyone's answer
Is usually asked from within
But the patterns of the rain and the truth they contain
They have written my life on your skin


You treat me like I was your ocean
You swim in my blood when it's warm
My cycles of circular motion
Protect you and keep you from harm

You live in a world of illusion
Where ev'rything's peaches and cream
We all face a scarlet conclusion
But we spend our time in a dream

{Refrain twice}