Dancing Days

She’s a mature woman now
And works on TV News
They say she’s not my business
Elevator, second floor
Detonating all my blood
Here she comes with perfume of Gold
“Things to do”
She looks at me
No, I’m too young
But she takes me down
She smiles and greets
I’m hanging on her lips
I read her eyes
And I read “sex”
I want to meet you in Dancing Days
But We can’t live in the past
Please say that I’m your only one
And love me beyond recall
The chaffeur is coming out
She’s divine in white dress
Oh, she’s going to call me tonight
I want to stay on leather seats
While she’s dripping with sweat
I’m going to lick her drops of pleasure