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I
love your eyes, I love your flaxen hair
I
want to hold and touch you everywhere
I
love your legs I love to watch you walk
I
love to listen to you when you talk
Oh
baby let me look into your soul
See if I can keep my self-control
My
heart is racing and my skin’s on fire
I’m
stumbling from the weight of my desire
I know tomorrow you may well be gone
And
if you are I’m gonna haunt you
The
ghost of love is gonna track you down
Oh
babe, that’s how much I want you
That’s
how much I want you
I
love to see you when you’re in the nude
Though
thoughts I have of you are rather crude
I
love to watch you when you’re fast asleep
I
lie there counting you instead of sheep
O
baby let me look into your eyes
The
lust in mine is clearly advertised
Two
neon spotlights pointed at your breast
Illuminate
the darkness that your love has blessed
I
know tomorrow you may well be gone
And
if you are I’m gonna haunt you
The
ghost of love is gonna track you down
Oh
babe, that’s how much I want you
That’s
how much I want you
This
heart is weak, this body weaker still
I
can’t resist you, I don’t have the will
Mere
words cannot convey so much beauty
That’s
why the gods invented poetry
O
baby let me look into your heart
For
love to blossom it has first to start
Come
take my hand, come now and hold me tight
There
is no limit to my appetite
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Words and music by David Prashker
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