Written by lenny kravitz/henry hirsch (vanessa paradis). Tonight, I'm yours. And you are mine. I know a place we can hide. I know a place. Where we can finally see the rainbow. And we can fly
banana. Legs like cinnamon sticks. But she really gets going when the camera starts rolling. That's how my girl gets her kicks. Pc. I think I need to go to therapy. Ch. Shane, Shane, get out of my
