written by Jimmy Pou
©2001 Aaron James Publishing
Track 7 on A Dozen Scrambled Daze
In the heat of the night
she comes to me
with her bedroom eyes
I can feel her breathe
give me one more dance
as she swivels her hips
and just one last kiss
with those pouty lips
In her sparkled face,
psychedellic dress
as she slips it off
it falls down her chest
now she's standing there
at the top of the stairs
wearing nothing but
tie dye underwear
She's everything to me
wanting her aimlessly
could this be love?
(I don't know)
do you wish that it was?
(I want to know)
she's everything to me
wanting her aimlessly
Ami Lee, aimlessly
So she tells me she's insatiable
when it comes to making love she knows
in the blink of an eye
she sheds a tear
at the drop of a hat
she tells me all of her fears
there's so many guys
that want her too
though she monkeys around
she's still feeling blue
she's the kind of a girl
you want so much
but a tiger's touch
can be dangerous
with that little girl face
and a woman's mind
sweet as candy to taste
want her all the time
If I had the chance
I would rise above
she'd fly away with me
on the wings of a dove
