IT WAS THE DAY THAT WE FELL IN LUST
WITH THE RUBY LIPPED DANCER
HER OLIVE SKIN SHONE JUST FOR US
LIKE A SUN REFLECTION IN WATER
BENNY WAS THERE TOO...
SHE HAD BLOOD RED LIPS, NO, REDDER
"IT IS PERMANENT" SHE INTONED
SHE WAS LIGHT ON HER FEET LIKE A FEATHER
HAVING HER SO CLOSE WAS PERHAPS WRONG
BENNY LIVED THERE TOO...
SHE SAID SHE WANTED TO DANCE FOR US
AND WITH THAT SHE PUT A RECORD ON
WHEN THE SPEAKERS POURED OUT MUSIC OF LUST
SHE BOWED AND TOOK HER CLOTHES OFF
BENNY WAS SWEATING TOO...
DID SHE KNOW WHAT SHE WAS DOING TO US?
DID SHE REALLY EVEN CARE?
WHEN THE AIR WAS SO FULL OF UNBRIDLED LUST
THAT WE COULD HARDLY BARE
BENNY WAS PANTING TOO...
SHE DID HER ROUTINE WITH THE GRACE OF A SWAN
THOUGH THE RHYTHM WAS LIKE AN AFRICAN DRUM
SHE HAD US ACHING ONE BY ONE
SHE NEVER LET OFF AND THEN SOME
BENNY HAD GONE CRAZY TOO...
WE TOOK OFF OUR CLOTHES AND JOINED IN THE DANCE
SHE HELD US AT ARM LENGTH WITH A WICKED SMILE
HER BIG ASS AND SMALL BREASTS HELD US IN TRANCE
BUT SHE LET US GET CLOSER AFTER A WHILE
BENNY WAS SHAKING TOO...
IN THE END WHEN WE COULD KILL EACH OTHER
SHE SAID SHE'LL TAKE US BOTH
SHE WANTED US TO HAVE OUR WAY WITH HER
HOURS LATER WE WERE GASPING AND SWEATING
BENNY WAS SMILING TOO...
