Knockers on the door
Firmly grasped off the floor
Step inside
No way to hide
Over there nice and rare
Music everywhere
Tempo picks up your beat
This is your defeat
Circle ‘round
Hold on there’s that sound
Keep on looking
Yeah someone’s cooking
Driving forward through the dark
Thorny bushes in the park
Pull around the back
Oh hey hey hey a new attack
Run your hands across the molding
Archways start unfolding
In a trance
Lured by romance
Sweet scent of allure
Whispers are so sure
Target is desire
Come on baby start my fire
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Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on December 29, 2002
Super Girl, this is SUPER. You have a style all your own. Floria
Come on baby start my fire. I am thinking something else. "Come on baby let's do the twist." Around and around we will go until too exhausted to continue, we will fall into a dead sleep and wake up in the next century;
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Happy new year
where our clones will replace us. Just don't lose you ability to fly honey. We may yet have to make a quick getaway. What do uou think? Can you now pronounce me crazy.'
Bill Murray
great images.
Happy New Year!