Because she is beautiful, and I want to stay,
(tell me what mad spell has made you this way?)
Because her skin is dark
and her
lips are fine
Her hips are round
and her
arms divine.
Why can’t I leave? Why must I stay?
(What evil thoughts are making you this way?)
Her eyes are soft
and her
hair is free
Her legs go from here
to
eternity.
The dust just sinks
at her
feet so rare
And she moves like clouds
in the
evening air.
The birds fly past
with their
wings on fire
The night seems lost
to my shy
desire.
Why can’t I leave? Why must I stay?
Because I saw Rimi Rider on the street today.
I saw her move
like a silent storm
Like a lazy snake
in the
jealous lawn
As the evening stood
like a
beggar’s hand
She swayed like air
at the
earth’s command.
And my evil eyes
took my thoughts to song
And I wrote the words
till
the words seemed wrong
But her hips just swayed
in the
dusty night
So I wrote the words
till
the words seemed right.
Tell me what has made your heart this way?
(Because I saw Rimi Rider on the street today).
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