Are you an angel?
I'm thinkin' as though you can read my mind.Are you a god? Could you really be the fantasy, the girl I spend all night and day dreaming of? What is this thing about you that makes a dead heart beat with life? Did you incarnate here just for me? If so, I'm yours for the rest of our lives! You’ve already undressed my soul. Now, I'll let you invade my body. Lady, you can do whatever you want; it's ok, I can be nice or naughty. I wish you could baby. You'd be surprised at what you'd find the only lover you'll need and right on time. Chorus: What is this thing about you girl, can you explain, that heals my pain and turns my night to day? I don't know just what it is, but baby, there's just something about you. What have you done? What is the spell, you work on me? Are you the one; the angel of my dreams? I don't know just what it is, but baby, there's just something about you. I wonder what you like. Is it butch or girlie-girlie? Or maybe somebody in between, like me, and if so, how far can we go. Can we tango? Can we two step, maybe one step, me and you step, OH! - just say the word and I’m down on my knees doin’ you just like you want, 'cause I just want to please ya! No, I’m not about being your slave, unless you need a slave of passion with the passion of a nuclear fire burnin' deep inside of me for you -- ooohh -- if I could show you all the love I have for you, for you, 'in me; you’d open your heart and you'd make me part of your life, girl - you’d and fall in love with me. What is this thing about you girl, can you explain, that heals my pain and turns my night to day? I don't know just what it is, but baby, there's just something about you. What have you done? What is the spell, you work on me? Are you the one; the angel of my dreams? I don't know just what it is, but baby, there's just something about you. |
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