Fool in love; A crazy situation. Her velvet glove, Mocks me down and down and down and down.
Her kiss of fire; A loaded invitation Inside her smile. She takes me down and down and down and down.
Her moves look good; A touch of desperation. >From where I stood, She turned my head around and 'round and 'round and 'round.
It comes kinda hard When I hear your voice on the radio. Leading me back down the road that leads back to you. 29 Palms, I feel the heat of your desert heart. Taking me back down the road that leads back to you.
I'm burning in love; A strange infatuation. White cold, cold touch. What must I do and do and do and do?