Perfume and Lotion

Perfume of the finest kind Doing something to my mind On you the lotion smells so good I'd get closer if I could Your skin's so soft I do surmise I'd love to stare into your eyes And whisper words so delicate I'll wait until I can, not yet I think about you every day In every kind of thinking way You're beautiful beyond belief A snow globe in a Christmas wreath A porcelain doll from Tiffany's Let's breakfast there across the seas In France the sun sets just like here Go with me there one day, my dear