Bob behind the wheel and us on the backseat
Feels so good to feel this intense again
Playing adult games like adultery
Seems to have grown up but I can't recall when
A wake-up call, straight out of hibernation
You know sometimes I just seem to
Sleep my life away

drive

Bob kinda grins and says:'shall I drive another round'
Its an idea, its a thought
But not all our thoughts are necessarily sound
Because I'll never be 25 again

White kisses, on the back of your cheek
Your elbows and armpits, and any place we meet
White kisses, and little lies
There's always a touch of heaven inside your eyes
You got me into
You got me into
You got me into
Mona lisa overdrive 


(c) Kiss My Jazz
Words by Rudy Trouvé