Her eyes, her lips, the graceful sway of her hips when she moves, I sweat she gives me a fever I'll never forget I yearn for her body (I crave for her touch) Your my one [bad word] desire (I'm a slave of my lust) my eyes can't escape her (no one can replace her) And I don't know just what it is because [bad word] She is, she is, she is If she is a dream please don't wake me up, up,up Don't wake me up if I'm dreaming I dreaming? VERSE 2 Her smile, makes me weak I lose my train of thought I can't speak I love the flow of her hair (as the breeze blows it in the air) I long for her kisses (so soft and sweet) She's perfect from the top (down to her feet) and not to mention (the ual tension) I don't know just what it is because [bad word] repeat