I see you across the room
And your eyes are smoky with need,
Your want is a smoldering flame,
And the embers I plan to feed.
Our bodies become dangerously close,
And I can feel your heart as it pulses.
Ignore the cool logic of your mind,
And give in to your fiery senses.
The dance floor is ours alone,
Watch how the two of us mingle.
As your hands run all over me,
My skin begins to tingle.
I want you.
I need you.
And Lord, I have to have you.
I can feel your want growing,
I can feel your heart pounding,
Can you feel my heart racing?
Can you feel my back arching?
Did you know the tango
Isn't just a heated dance of fire?
It's a vertical expression
Of horizontal desire.
So if I am your desire,
You better make your move quickly.
Hurry up, my sweet love,
Before another comes to get me...
