We Don'T Have Time, Baby

I see you I smell you I kiss you I want you... Twist and dip a tango trip ? Seven years I've loved you dear You swing your hips we bump as grind, then, you always run and hide ? Don't blow no kiss a kiss you'll miss: come on now, your beauty's not that shy You rub her thighs then tell her lies; Angel pie, you know your mine; so, what the #uck.