Your sweat is like brine A film on your skin Cheeks red as wine I'm drinking you in I feel you in every nerve My thoughts are replaced I swallow your every word And worship the taste You're in my Belly You're in my Belly You're in my Belly My Belly You're in my Belly My Belly Yeah The salt of your soul Lingers in my dreams The fantasy flows And bursts through my seams I hear you in every sound Like crackling flame I swallow your smokey cloud And worship the taste You're in my Belly You're in my Belly You're in my Belly My Belly You're in my Belly My Belly Yeah True love is eating up your fantasy (It's clear now) Inside its simple and it's plain to see (I'll show you how) No crystal ball or castle by the sea (Or shiny crowns) When it comes up it's just you and me Our Destiny You're in my Belly You're in my Belly You're in my Belly You're in my Belly My Belly You're in my Belly My Belly Yeah