Girls in kimonos, shy little flowers. Smiling from beneath their parasols. Dainty little moonbeams, delicate as china. Gentle little oriental dolls. .
Dance with me my dear. On a floor of bones and skulls. The music is our master. The devil controls our souls. Swirling and swirling. With the music all our turning.
Quart of oil, gallon of gas. Baby I sure do hope it lasts.. Destination: Love. Destination: Love. If I get stuck, give me a shove.. Destination: Love.
Oh come and dance with me, my baby. Lets dance till we go crazy. The night is young and so are we. Let's make love and dance the night away. . What I really want to do.