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Enter She, with her scent of violetta Yesterday gown, granny hand-me-down chiffon Fragile She with her beaded bag of treasures Pale and pretty by the palm tree on the lawn Enter Me, 'do you wanna 'ave a drink love?' 'Yeah' She say, 'perrier', with a twist of lime' Sexy She with her see-through soft intentions She for one was out to have a sober time She is my lover Our kisses of passion Leave lips bruised and burning Bodies so close we lie as one We stepped into a room Oriental Where a Victrola played ole Pable Sad and distant like a melancholy maiden >From a movie in monochrome long ago [Refrão] She let fall her dragon shawl from her shoulder Dancing slowly to the sombre melody I reclining on a chaiselongue, silken tassled Quite enchanted by her delicate beauty [Refrão]