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| LOVE IN JAMAICA We love to make love In Jamaica Where the air is fresh Atop a mountain crest Or by the seas In the east White foamed waves Mystic caves We love to make love In Jamaica When the moon is rising The dew is falling The stars in the sky dazzling, shooting The earth beneath us moving and shaking Hearts pulses racing, racing We love to make love In Jamaica When the sun is hot Like our blood Passions flood Like waterfalls pounding Bodies binding Minds connecting Spirits flying Together Forever We love to make love In Jamaica When the rain is falling Nature calling Coconut palms Swaying in the wind Birds flying around As they sing In skies of blue Like we do Blazing sunsets Perfect love sex Kaleidescope of colours Red fushia rose Blooms of flowers Tropical heat waves Body sways Loving love always In Jamaica. |
| JOE Joe seemed to Fulfill all of her dreams When hubby was gone Joe was swift on the scene Bringing her flowers and a bottle of wine Chocolates and candy even champagne some time For Joe that was a small price to pay For the pleasure he felt with exciting love play For Joe seemed to know how to control her every move Her each and every hidden groove And his smooth talking, licking, sucking tongue spoke untold tales of sensuous Rhymes of no reason, bringing pleasing ripples of response in hidden spots Where none had been before JOE GRIND walked through that door And so she wanted more! |
| NO AGONY Don� want no agony Treat me gently Please Don�t wreck me, Test me Just to see If I can take it hard If I can take it hard Don� want no agony Love me, cherish me, Caress me and Let me see That you�re a real man A true stallion Who can last The whole night Long Whole night long Don� want no agony Give me ecstasy Show me your artistry That you can be eternally the fantasy man of my dreams Become reality Become reality Don� want no agony Just feel the chemistry The art of loving me So we can be Just you and me Our destiny in Afromance Don� take no chance Cos you might lose me If you abuse me If you abuse me Don� want no agony Treat me gently Find the spot of G And set me free To soar the heights of heights Express me My sexuality Let me be My sexuality Let me be Don� want no agony SAJOYA � 2002 |