All Around Me

Well you know every time I look
at the 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’ve been running circles
around the nation that you’d find me
baby
one day maybe.
But all the psychic poweres 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 like the way you move
and do the foonky 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 like the way you move
and do the foonky groove.
Like a cold chardonnay
chilled for a day
You’re smooth and crisp and on
display
Like Cartier, Armani, like TAG,
Gucci, Verasce.
In the middle of the night you are a
kiss so long.
You’re the only good thing when
all is wrong.
You’re a magic time reversal clock.
Your’re the fries on the side with a
cherry on top.
You’re sleek, velvet, gold lame,
Patent leather, enchante.
You’re a legend, you are 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 like the way you move
and do the foonky groove.
So slide into your Jaguar, or
Porsche baby, there you are.
Well chop chop darling au revir.
Pick your things yo you’re a star.

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