It always ends up like this.
A warm sunny evening, a smoke and a smile,
I can't resist the music.
I begin to sway as you continue to play and
I can't resist the music.
Under the table, your boots tap the beat
And I try to suppress the rising heat but
Oh God those lips and those finger tips
And well....I can't resist the music.
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Thank you :)