There's always a mysterious gleam,
An "I just can't tell what it is"
In the eyes of a beautiful woman.
But when my eyes soak up
The glance of the person that is looking at me -
What would they tell him?
I am just ready for love
From my head down to my toes -
That means the whole world to me,
And nothing else.
Such is my very nature,
what can I do?
All I can do is make love,
And nothing else.
Men swirl around me
Like moths around a flame.
And if they catch fire -
I am not to blame!
I am just ready for love
From my head down to my toes.
All I can do is make love,
And nothing else.
What is it that's trembling
In the hot clutch of my hands?
They are ready to waste themselves,
They never get enough.
You'll have to pardon me,
I'm sure you'll understand.
It is attracting me again and again,
I like it so much!
[Verses 2 and 3 repeated]