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The one and only thing I love is here in the room tonight
But so is second best – MEN All sorts of men All kinds of men A million men “Bring on the men scotch And let the fun begin!” First mark: blond hair, 6’4”, 180, though I’m not carrying a scale, Sitting alone, oh there’s some hope, No ring, a definite plus, Killer smile with teeth white like a bridal veil Wait for the next song, my sweet on the rocks Ice cubes are dancing in my hand More provocatively than any slut in a miniskirt More fresh than any man’s hands On a silky white thigh Closer, kissing, slow motion through bliss The one and only thing I love Is here in the room tonight with a twist But second best is dancing on the floor With some slut in a miniskirt Closer, kissing, slow motion through music Hip touch, eye dart, suggestion Suggestion, hint, provocation And I can’t watch anymore First mark, second best, I can’t watch it anymore tequila Second mark: brown hair Eyes blue, something blue, there’s a plus Oh my love come here my love Are we gonna have some fun tonight Dancing like ice cubes Closer, kissing, slow motion through time Through inevitability, my love, you are moving as you walk this way
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