Tango

Morning might just go awry, only if you're a Silly guy. Brewin' coffee in my shirt, on your bare skin, Quite absurd. You look at me with playful eyes. Never slowing down your highs. It was risky, quite a chance. Boldly we begin to dance. Cunning like a clever fox. Raising brows, you break the locks. And soon the coffee's not the heat, But love's sweet feat. Lips are sugary, fingers sticky. You and I are feelin' frisky. You indulge in all my flaws. I'm a willing slave to your applause. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Feelings rise with the music's flow. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Freedom sings in the rhythm show. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Mad for you, my little rogue. Let's go. I'm pleased with you, dear Moscow town. Here the chaos wears a crown. To get lost and forget the race is a Fleeting embrace. You stand upon the borderline. Choosing simple or divine. Or the intrigue's full display. Take the leap today. I thank my fate, so wise and true. Through daily grind, I find the view. To share with you, our hearts ignite. A thousand nights beneath the light. Lips are sugary, fingers sticky. You and I are feelin' frisky. You indulge in all my flaws. I'm a willing slave to your applause. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Feelings rise with the music's flow. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Freedom sings in the rhythm show. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Mad for you, my little rogue. Let's go. Taste of kisses, like fresh Raspberry. The day's begun with my Sweet fairy. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Feelings rise with the music's flow. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Freedom sings in the rhythm show. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Mad for you, my little rogue. Let's go. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Feelings rise with the music's flow. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Freedom sings in the rhythm show. Two in the kitchen, dancing tango. Mad for you, my little rogue. Let's go. Let's go.