There's something about her
A fleeting feeling that grows within
When our eyes are no longer strangers.
A place in the city, where everyone goes to see and feel
They are not alone.
We took the bus, and watched the view;
Our bodies aching to be true.
My blood pumping in my veins.
I felt older than a tree.
Wise words, kind words and nothing free.
You thought it was nice, you let everyone inside.
Everybody talks about a Mambo sun.
Black lips. red teeth. lipstick murder
Oh! Let me see you love.
I am older, I can't be?
A bottle of liquor no surprise, you see.
Wise words, kind words and nothing free.
You thought it was nice, to let everyone inside
Playful and lovin' - A life worth livin' (F*ck it)