All Around Me

Well you know everytime I look at that expression printed on the page
I think I hear you
Whispering the magic and the compliments I need so badly
So baby come on, yeah, so baby come on
Now I've been running circles around the notion that you'd find me baby
One day maybe
But all the psychic powers of suggestion I've been sending your way.

So can't you hear me say?
I want your arms all around me
I want your face, yeah, all around me
I want your perfume, all around me
I like the way you move
And do the funky groove.

All around me I want you
All around me I need you
All around me I want you
All around me.

So can't you hear me say?
I want your arms all around me
I want your face, yeah, all around me
I want your perfume, all around me
I like the way you move
And do the funky groove.

Like cold chardonnay chilled for a day
You're smooth and crisp and on display
Like Cartier, Armani, like TAG, Gucci, Versace
In the middle of the night you're a kiss so long
You're the only good thing when all is wrong
You're a magic time reversal clock
You're the fries on the side with a cherry on top
You're sleek, velvet, gold lame, patent leather, enchante
You're a legend, you're a glamor queen
God I'm running out of words but you know what I mean...

All around me I want you
All around me I need you
All around me I want you.

So can't you hear me say?
I want your arms all around me
I want your face, yeah, all around me
I want your perfume, all around me
I like the way you move, and do the funky groove.

So slide into your Jaguar, or Porsche baby, there you are
Well chop chop darling au revoir
Pick up your things you're a star.