As the midnight moon
Was driftin' through
The lazy sway of the trees
I saw the look in your eyes
Looking in to the night
Not seeing what you wanted to see

Darlin', don't say a word,
I've already heard
What your body's sayin' to mine,
You're tired of fast moves
You've got a slow groove,
On your miiind

You want a man with a postin' hand
You want a lover with an easy touch
You want somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
Baby, believe me I understand
When it comes to love, you want a postin' hand

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