Oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, it’s sexual madness.
Oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, it makes me helpless.
Oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, I feel it, baby.
Oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, I need it, baby, blue.
When I touch your body, I feel the blooms.
The lights go down. What a serious croom.
The blubard says everything’s so clear.
The tropers of tomorrow, I will follow you.
Anyway, anyhow, baby, where’ve you been?
I miss you, wanna kiss you. Do you know what I mean?
Anyway, anywhere I get your flaps.
So, take your chances, baby.
Aaah… Oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, it’s sexual madness.
Oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, it makes me helpless.
Oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, I feel it, baby.
Oh, uh, oh, uh, oh, I need it, baby, blue.
I miss you.
On the dance of the years I’m making love.