Well you know every time I look at that expression printed on
the page I think I hear you.
Whispering the magic and the compliments I need so badly.
So baby come on, oh, so baby come on,
Now I've been running circles around the notion that you'll find me baby,
One day maybe.
But all the psychic powers of suggestion I've been sending your way
So can't you hear me say? I want your arms, all around me
I want your face, yeah all around me.
I want your perfume all around me
I like the way you move and do the funky groove.
All around me I want you, all around me I need you
I want your arms all around me, I want your face yeah, all around me.
I like the way you move and do the funky groove.
Like a cold chardonnay chilled for a day,
you're smooth and crisp and on display,
Like Cartier, Armani like TAG, Gucci, Versace
In the middle of the night you're a kiss so long,
you're the only good thing when all is wrong.
You're a magice time reversal clock,
you're the fries on the side with a cherry on top
You're sleek, velvet, gold lame',
patent leather, enchante.
You're a legend, you're a glamour queen;
God I'm running out of words but you know what I mean.
All around me I want you, all around me I need you
All around me I want you, all around me, so can't you hear me say?
I want your arms, all around me; I want your face, yeah all around me.
I want your perfume all around me.
I like the way you move and do the funky groove.
I want your face, yeah all around me.
I want your perfume all around me
I like the way you move and do the funky groove.
So slide into your Jaguar, or Porsche baby, there you are
Well chop chop darling, au revoir;
pick your things up you're a star.
Oh yes, yes you are darling;
that's right, that's right now.
Fire Inside The Man
Woman I need your guiding hand
show me the way to the promised land
the fever that burns in my heart
you're the fire inside the man, yes you are
Whenever I feel like just giving up
whenever my dreams just fade away
I just return to my heart
'cause I know that I'll find you there - yes I will.
And when the world is closing in,
you come save me once again.
'Cause woman I need your guiding hand
show me the way to the promised land
the fever that burns in my heart
you're the fire inside the man, yes you are
Well, there's never been a boy who's luckier
there's never been a more grateful man
And although I don't show it and
I know what I've got with you, yes I do
'Cause woman I need your guiding hand,
show me the way to the promised land
the fever that burns in my heart
you're the fire inside the man, yes you are
And if there's a storm that's close at hand
you'll push it away, you'll understand
And I'll do anything, just to please you
I'll do anything just to know that I can hold on to you.
Whenever I feel like just giving up
whenever my dreams just fade away
I just return to my heart
'cause I know that I'll find you there - yes I will.
'Cause woman I need it, woman I need it
woman I need it, I need it, I need your guiding hand
woman I need your guiding hand
show me the way to the promised land
the fever that burns in my heart
you're the fire inside the man, yes you are
woman I need your guiding hand
show me the way to the promised land
the fever that burns in my heart
you're the fire inside the man, yes you are
You are
I'll bet he was cool
You know every once in a while
I shoot the breeze I spend my time
I talk about silly things
I like to talk about Jesus Christ
'Cos I wonder what would happen if he passed you by
Would you be scared? Would you believe in him?
Would you bust your asses to get him institutionalized?
Well, I bet he'd be cool; I bet he'd be damn good looking
I bet that he smelt divine
I'm not talking about Calvin Klein's Obsession
Just one of those people smell good all the time
There's no reason why
What would he wear? Would he wear Tommy Hilfiger?
Or prefer Urban Outfitted? I don't think so
Well, I bet he liked Gaultier
but you'd never find him in it; I bet he liked Gaultier
Lord I need your protection spend some time in my direction
I need your protection spend some time in my direction
I need your protection spend some time in my direction
You know every once and a while
I shoot the breeze I spend my time
I talk about silly things
And tonight I'd like to talk to you about Jesus Christ
'Cos I wonder how we'd deal if He just passed you by
I bet he'd be a star
I bet my star wars figures he would be a movie star
A Quentin Tarantino next-big-thing
Prima Donna, then he'd appear on Oprah
You know what? I don't think so
I bet my speeder bike he'd turn his back on all of that
Lord I need your protection spend some time in my direction
I need your protection spend some time in my direction
I need your protection spend some time in my direction
Some people have just got it
You know like standing next to Elvis Presley
Well then multiply that feeling by 1 million
and you know whatI'm talking about
Well I'll bet he was cool
Man I bet that cowboy was so damn good looking