Hey baby, I'm in and I thought I'd give you a call Maybe we get together, have dinner, go to a show Maybe go to a museum, an art Get to each other, slowly, over time, don't be nervous, baby
I'm not And, no,
du Vie, how can I help you? Room 417,
Hi, I'm coming down to hotel We've got to talk, buy
I'm at zero
I've to your hotel room looking like a boy No makeup, my a mess, I don't want to be coy I'm to present something to you And to see how you feel it
It's now or we're through, I'm not looking to make I'm not in who you are or getting to know you to art galleries or museums I want to know if we can make good loving together And get out of if we can't
I find that is just speeding by And I don't have time for having my time speedin' by And thieves keep my time
I'm startin' at
So how do you feel it? How do you feel about me arriving with just one goal? The goal being the possibility of straight to soul-to-soul And there's only way that I'll know if we can there It's to touch me, me
Hmm, yeah, that'll do Okay stop, I want to check me, yeah What room is
Straight to the I'm startin' at is how I choose to live my life
Okay, so I didn't say it too But the intent that I came to your hotel with Is one of for you from a place of respect to another human being
Being straight ahead, not playing those I don't want to do the You the wrong girl
I'm at zero