Surrounded by strangers in a boring party
Hidden in a corner I'm talking with her
Focus on her mouth when she reveal her teeth
her smile is still shy but her eyes are stroking me
Am I Right?
Don't she try to play with me
Just like a puppet on a string
Could I trust her mischievous eyes and her mysterious smile
But I have nothing to say
I can see her chest moving fast up and down
She arouses me so deeply I can't help desire her
Should I take her hand or put my on her thigh
All these gestures are fake I don't bear to be so banal
Am I mad?
Have I dreamt all these signs today
That make me think I should take her away
From all these boring people inside and make her open up
Open up in my arms
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
I confess I'm lost in confusion
All my senses act up one by one
I'm a mess, I'm clumsy like a child
My stomach is a floor-clothe
And I have nothing to say
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
I was so many times about to succeed
To steal her from her fears and her doubts
But I'm just a poor lonesome cowboy with no gun
And my horse has a wood leg
And I have nothing to say
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say