Well you know every time I look
at that expression printed on the page
I think I hear you,
Whispering the magic and the compliments I need so badly,
So baby come on, yeah, so baby come on
Now I have been running circles around the notion that
you'd find me baby,
One day maybe.
But all the psychic powers of suggestion I've been sending
your way,
So can't you hear me say?
I want your arms all around me,
I want your face, yeah, all around me,
I want your perfume all around me,
I like the way you move,
and do the funky groove.
All around me I want you.
All around me I need you.
All around me I want you.
All around me.
So can't you hear me say?
I want your arms all around me,
I want your face, yeah, all around me,
I want your perfume all around me,
I like the way you move,
and do the funky groove.
Like a good cold chardonnay chilled for a day,
You're smooth and crisp and on display.
Like Cartier, Armani, like TAG, Gucci, Versace.
In the middle of the night your a kiss so long.
You're the only good thing when all is wrong.
You're a magic time reversal clock.
You're the fries on the side with a cherry on top.
You're sleek, velvet, gold lame, patient leather, enchante
You're a legend, your a glamour queen,
God, I'm running out of words but you know what I mean...
All around me I want you
All around me I need you
All around me I want you,
So can't you hear me say?
I want your arms all around me,
I want your face, yeah, all around me,
I want your perfume all around me,
I like the way you move,
and do the funky groove
So slide into your Jaguar, or Porsche baby, there you
are
Well chop chop darling au revoir
Pick your things up you're a star |
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