Falling Doves - Paris

I love the smell of your clothes
Stand by the mirror alone
Oh let me call you my own
It won't take too long to turn on

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Make love from paris to rome
Room service champagne and love
Cause when i get you alone ,
It won't take too long to turn on


Your body is where I belong
Just like when writing a song
There is no lyric that's wrong
When it comes down to making love


Too many nights on the road
Drive through the city alone
I cannot wait to get home cause when I see you yeah its on


I want your sex sex sex sex
I want your sex sex sex sex
I want your sex sex sex sex
I want your love


There is no lover like you
That says the things that you do
Before the whole night is through
I need somebody like you

Too many nights on the road
Drive through the city alone
I cannot wait to get home
Cause when i see you its on

Your body is where I belong
Just like when writing a song
There is no lyric that's wrong when it comes down to making love

I want your sex sex sex sex
I want your sex sex sex sex
I want your sex sex sex sex
I want your love

Written by:
CHRISTOPHER LEYVA

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave

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