Taste of india — Aerosmith

God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip...

(continue with similar)

Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta love the sweet taste of India Blame it on the beat of the drum

God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that what's gotten into ya Any cat man Do when it's done

Oh yeah she's got that kind of love incense That lives in her back room And when it mixes with the funk my friend It turns into perfume

When you are born you're afraid of the darkness

And then vou're afraid of the light But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow

This time I'm gonna get it right To think of what I'll get tonight Just lookin' for a little taste She'll steal the smile right off your face

E - F5

Also at some point, F# and F chords are arpeggiated, which looks something like this:

This is followed by this little lead fill: lead gtr(rt.spkr.)-

and then: |--rake------|