Deeply dippy 'bout the curves you got
Deeply hot, hot for
I'm too sexy for my love, too sexy for my
Joan speaks French, not a word is saidFor those who
Ooh yeah, surrender me a kissLet me loose on you
She said "Richard leave it to the gods"Way back baby
Twenty five years ago it is stillNot quite clear exactly
October was a dragDamn it allYou and I were foolsOvercast
A tropic isle pack your bags let's goAnd leave it
I was built to be the bestNumber one and nothing
Traffic jams, Concorde dronesTV's and radios drown me outYou won't
She was so fresh in that dressA small voice said
I'll tell you what I thinkI think she's a cowShe's
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