Olhar 43

Your body is a forbidden fruit
It's the key to every sin and to libido
And for an introverted boy like me
It's pure doom

Your stare is a dark lake
It's a stale water to drink and get poisoned
Skid on your curves, get out of the road
And die in the sea (in the sea)

Your smile is dangerous
It's a playful, vague smile
I'd call it a mysterious, illegible
Woman's laugh

I don't know if she's the hunted or the hunter
If it's Diana or Aphrodite
Or whether it's Brigitte, or Stéphanie of Monaco
Here I am, at your entire disposal (princess)

Poor me
Making up these rhymes for you
While another guy goes for you
And you don't even listen to me

So now it's over, I'm not going to rhyme at all
Now I'll do it any which way
'Cause I don't give a damn
Rather it'll fit or they'll censure me (will they?)

And for you I'll just leave
My sexy stare
That one that's kinda sideways
When I'm leaving, going away
Crazy for you
Such a shame!
Such a waste!