Robin, Vegas and a chair.

The strings they twang,
they sing lust.
The high hat rattles,
it sings sexy.
The voice it coons higher than high should go,
it sings desperation.
The base it thumps,
it sings touch.
The sounds culminate,
they sing the song.
My body it moves,
it dances the lust.
My body responds,
it dances sexy.
My body is sound,
it dances out ecstasy.
The base drum thump,
my head goes back deep,
hair tickles my shoulders,
Oh no,
watch out now.
I go higher and get as high as you.
Oh no,
watch out now.
You may not be able to handle this.
It gets bigger,
the swell of the sounds,
the swell of the hips.
Oh no,
breathe it in,
can you take it?
Head drops and rolls.
Arms up and over,
Oh no - and I mean that,
oh no - watch out now.
"and I say you oooh oooh oooh oooh"
from behind,
dip and roll,
shoulders pinch,
blades come together hard,
"you're my only love"
ooooh baby - you're my baby
oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh.
I could have made fistfuls of cash in Vegas.