I love the looks of you, the lure of you, the sweet of you and the pure of youThe eyes, the arms and the mouth of you, the east, west, north and the south of youI'd love to gain complete control of you, handle even the heart and soul of youLove at least a small percent of me too, because I love all of youI love the looks of you, the lure of you, the sweet of you and the pure of youThe eyes, the arms and the mouth of you, the east, west, north and the south of youI'd love to gain complete control of you, handle even the heart and soul of youLove at least a small percent of me too, because I love all of you*