tell me those thoughts, baby
of revelry and cold beer
of crowds in one voice
of sexy gestures slight
tell me, baby
of beautiful people altogether
of flirting, singing, in all weather
swinging to the music cool
me playing my best pool
tell me, baby
when will this be over?
i need to get my fix
my food and chopstix
talk dirty to me
is my plea
i am desperate you see
