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Put some sweet satin sheet on a tender heat Make it silent, make it sweet pour the sherry Show him how your danse if he sleeps; kick his ass out! The next day, call him back, poor lonely heart Make him wait in the cold, three or four hours If he' still here, believe me he's done. Say those words and blink your eyes Make your show, touch his hand Make him laugh, let him quiver Don't have any qualm (Instrumental) : Letras de cancionesIf he' still here, believe me he's done. For a week disappear from the neighbourhood So he wonders where you are and finds you bizarre If he' still here, believe me he's done. Saturday ten o'clock give your better kiss He'll be yours forever in the instant Show him how you dance; believe me he's done Say those words and blink your eyes Make your show, touch his hand Make him laugh, let him quiver Don't have any qualm Consume right here on the couch With a glass of red wine and forget yourself If you follow theses rules satisfaction guaranteed for everyone Lo...ove (love, love, love, love, love, love, Love, love, love, love, love, love) Consume right here on the couch With a glass of red wine and forget yourself If you follow theses rules satisfaction guaranteed for everyone Lo...ove... Lo...ove (Merci à ERIC MINAH pour cettes paroles) From Letras Mania