DARLING

DARLING

(Rolf Soja/Frank Dostal)

Postcards from Amsterdam

Phone calls from Birmingham

To tell me only how you miss me

Received your telegram

Now you say: "Here I am"

Oh, the way you hold and kiss me

Darling, darling, darling

Leave a little love for later on

Darling, darling, darling

So that you can come back when you've gone

I idolize your magic eyes

And I imagine all the cooching we can do

We can do

Oh, darling, darling, darling

Leave a little secret on the shore

Darling, darling, darling

So that you can come begging for more

My fantasy runs fancy free

And I imagine all the cooching we can do

We can do

It's been a long long time

And you and me will climb

The mountains and the hills of passion

Soft satin skin to skin

Oh, what a mood I'm in

Bewitched by warm aggression

Darling, darling, darling

Leave a little love for later on

Darling, darling, darling

So that you can come back when you've gone

I idolize your magic eyes

And I imagine all the cooching we can do

We can do

Oh, darling, darling, darling

Leave a little secret on the shore

Darling, darling, darling

So that you can come begging for more

My fantasy runs fancy free

And I imagine all the cooching we can do

We can do

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