It's a certain look you have
A smile and eyebrow raised
That makes my heart beat faster
My mind go off half crazed.
Each microphone held out to you
You stop and listen and stare
Your concentration is intense
Revealing how much you care.
D'you realise what that stare can do
Unleashed with all it's force
Grown women cry and reach for you
Eager to touch it's source.
As your fingers run through your hair
And your sexy smile becomes a grin
I have but one thought in my mind
And it's all wrapped up in sin.
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