Oh, the lights are low
The moon is high, and so am I
Will this good girl be a sinner after dinner?
What? Whoever knows
They never make me wanna try
Love means feeling more than talking, can’t you see
Feel me
Rising like the morning sunshine
Feel me
Mellow on your skin
Feel me
Tumbling down like velvet moon glow
Feel me
Warm against your skin
Feel me
Open in the doors of heaven feel me
And I’ll take you in
Somewhere with love
Shame you spent their nights
Show in their dates more than champagne
And your money just ain’t funny in it’s own right
I’ll, but how will I
Imply not rather than explain
What you should do, what I could you, do you mind?
Feel me
Rising like the morning sunshine
Feel me
Mellow on your skin
Feel me
Tumbling down like velvet moon glow
Feel me
Warm against your skin
Feel me
Open in the doors of heaven feel me
And I’ll take you in
Somewhere with love
Feel me… Feel Me (Baccara)
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