I inhale you. You inhale me.
I feel you from the depths of my soul.
God gave me a real man to love;
I thank the heavens for blessing me.
Our lovemaking rhythm to the musical beat lying deep
within our soul is a one note Samba.
Azucar Pa’ Ti, am I enough sugar for you to love?
Bee Bop, Bee Bop can’t stop, can’t stop
don’t wanna stop.
“Moody’s Mood for Love” cornered me and strapped me into your embrace.
“Moody’s Mood for Love,” there you go,
there you go, ooh my love.
Your syncopated rhythm got me all a glow.
Ooooh, that syncopated rhythm I don’t wanna let go.
Your tender touch makes me wanna holla.
Your tender touch makes me wanna scat like Ella,
Then you relax me, massage me and I purrrrrr
Encore, Encore, one mo’ gin,
Encore, encore, let me spend the night,
so we can do this all over again.