Another song about "making love". This one's got a real New Orleans feel to it, and lyrically, it's about as plain and explicit as it can be, while being not at all vulgar. Like these samples: . And I'm looking at you, looking at me, looking right back at you. I want you to come to me, come to me now; I know where I came from and how, when I feel you inside. I want to take you where flamingos fly. See what I mean?
Go watch a video of a flock of flamingos taking off, ideally in slo-mo; for ones with eyes to see and ears to hear, it's pretty obvious what he's thinkng and singing about.