Forget about her eyes that dance around like diamonds in the night
Forget about her hair that cascades like a fountain in the moonlight
And don?t think that her sweet lips that leave me just as drunk as any wine
Though her body is immortal, I love her mind
She always thinks of new ways to take me from the heat into the fire
Just when I think I?ve figured her out, she comes up with a new game
Something she made up in that pretty head
And when I can no longer hold out and I?m meltin? there in her flame
She takes my hand and leads to that feather bed, oh, that bed
Oh it?s always to dwell on all the things that can be seen