He is like James Bond, he shakes women and stirs their passion.

He is tall, dark and so dangerous, the kind Mama warned you about,
He inspires naughty thoughts, the kind that makes your body shout.
He is a silvered-tounged Devil, that makes little kitties purr and meow,
He keeps a harem of women, panting, for he has the know how.
He writes love poetry to whisper in a woman's ear,
He is a smooth operator, he knows what a Lady craves to hear.
He is a schooled lover, suave and so debonair,
He captures hearts and does it with flair.
He is so elegant, he goes so well with champagne and roses,
His kisses are passionate and deep, they always curl toes.
When he walks into a room, he makes temperatures climb,
Oh the Poor Dear, so many women and so little time.