Testo Please...

(Music, Lyrics: George Moukidis) Dark hair and black eyes you could turn the head of an entire regiment your waist is a hangman's rope a kiss from you and l'm lost Please... please pretty eyed lady I cannot stand it any longer to die at your doorstep Your lips are fire, your hands tentacles your legs are dragons ready to swallow me your voice is as sweet as honey even if it hums that, you do not want me