The night presents itself
As if your lips take me back to 1970
Take me back in time, to toast us with a strawberry milkshake
Under a full moon
I feel like your star
Woah-oh
Let's make our little bed
Like the inside of a 1950 Alfa Romeo
Kiss me until little by little, the night disappears
Under a full moon
I feel like your star
Woah-oh
She tells me,
Tell me if the night is ready for me
That I'm ready to make you
Tickled 'in the navel, to see you laugh
Like the doll from the Pillsbury ad
Ready to be your teddy bear
Or become your pillow and feel
Your breath, your wet lips close to me, mami
You feel so warm close to me
Dreaming of me, and at the same time you sleep in me
Asking for that mouth, well I give you what you want
Every night I'll give it you, mami, yes I'll give it you