Move back just a little let me watch your hips sway
Hold me looser still throw me like I'm wet clay
And you a feast I devour
If you let me be the man of the hour
Cause you are rhythm I'm a cold shower

Wait baby wait I'm reaching in your pocket baby wait
Baby wait it's coming
Wait baby wait I'm deeper in your pocket baby now
Baby now it's coming

Private figure skater I love when your eyes fix
Up and down figure eighter you stick with the old tricks
And you alone my soul entrancer
Let me be your private dancer
Cause you got moves motion me an answer

Carnival hazy eyes tango lovers tranquilize
In patterned prances secret glances
Of high strung tip toe fringe of a taut brown leather
Strikes me down with the weight of a feather

We'll be moving love forever together

My Birthday is Also an Anniversary...

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