She - Donovan

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 have a drink, love ?'

'Yes' - 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 live as one

We stepped into a room Oriental

Where a Victrola played ole Pablo

Sad and distant like a melancholy maiden

From a movie in monochrome long ago

She is my lover, our kisses of passion

Leave lips bruised and burning

Bodies so close, we move as one

She let fall her dragon shawl from her shoulder

Dancing slowly to the sombre melody

I reclining on a chaise-longue, silken tassled

Quite enchanted by her delicate beauty

She is my lover, our kisses of passion

Leave lips bruised and burning

Bodies so close, we live as.

She is my lover, our kisses of passion

Leave lips bruised and burning

Bodies so close, we move as.

She is my lover, our kisses of passion

Leave lips bruised and burning

Bodies so close, we move as one