And one day when the roses have faded,
You may feel a sweet tingle below
. Lithe limbs that only a dancer possesses,
A heart glowing with passion and fire,
Golden hair that flows and caresses,
Eyes alight with fervent desire;
By the light of sweet candles and embers
Your body calls me, it speaks and commands,
It yearns for my own, it remembers
The homage of lips and of hands.
. . As I got near town and started fighting the traffic, I thought about Janet, the chick I was on my way to see
And one day when the roses have faded,
You may feel a sweet tingle below
. Lithe limbs that only a dancer possesses,
A heart glowing with passion and fire,
Golden hair that flows and caresses,
Eyes alight with fervent desire;
By the light of sweet candles and embers
Your body calls me, it speaks and commands,
It yearns for my own, it remembers
The homage of lips and of hands.
. . As I got near town and started fighting the traffic, I thought about Janet, the chick I was on my way to see
And one day when the roses have faded,
You may feel a sweet tingle below
. Lithe limbs that only a dancer possesses,
A heart glowing with passion and fire,
Golden hair that flows and caresses,
Eyes alight with fervent desire;
By the light of sweet candles and embers
Your body calls me, it speaks and commands,
It yearns for my own, it remembers
The homage of lips and of hands.
. . As I got near town and started fighting the traffic, I thought about Janet, the chick I was on my way to see
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