Love Jones
Love jones, love jones. I’ve got a love jones for that guy.
Obsessing over him both day and night am I,
Visualizing him with me, we’re flying in the sky.
Effervescent I’d be feeling (were it true). I’d be on a high!
Jazzy music playing – we’d next be dancing slow,
Only he and I together in a sensual tango.
No one else is on my mind. Oh, I want him so!
Every little thing about him makes my fondness grow.
Sugared kisses from that sweet boy - how I wish I’d come to know.
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