Fries on the side with a cherry on top!
 
    Well you know every time I look
     at that 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, mm mmm
     Now I've been running circles
     around the notion that you'd find
     me baby,
     One day maybe
     But all the physic powers 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 want your perfume, all around me,
     I like the way you move
     and do a funky groove, hey
     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 want your perfume, all around me,
     I like the way you move
     and do a funky groove
     Like a cold Chardonnay
     chilled for a day,
     You're smooth and crisp and on
     display.
     Like Cartier, Armani, like TAG,
     Gucci, Versace.
     In the middle of the night you're a
     kiss so long.
     You're the only good thing when
     all is wrong.
     You're a magic time reversal clock.
     You're the fries on the side with a
     cherry on top.
     You're sleek, velvet, gold lamé,
     Patent leather, enchanté.
     You're a legend, you're 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
     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 want your perfume, all around me,
     I like the way you move
     and do the funky ah!
     I want your arms, all around me,
     I want your face, yeah, all around me,
     I want your perfume, all around me
     I like the way you move
     and do the funky groove.
     So slide into your Jaguar,
     or Porschè baby, there you are
     Well chop chop darling au revoir.
     Pick your things up you're a star
     Oh yes, yes you are darling
     (Are sure darling?)
     That's right.
     (Do you really think so?)
     Mmmmm hmmm au revoir now.
     (Au revoir darling.)
     Ciao.
     (Ciao ciao now.)
     Ciao.
     (Mmm ciao).
     Cheers ciao.
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