The woman that leaves you
is not the one you need.
The cheaters and liars are feedin’ on your greed.
Won’t give away the gold and be a plastic fool.
I’d rather be with you and do the striptease for you.
No matter what they say, it hardly changes anything.
When everything seems wrong,
you know it can’t be everything.
You give me the instant boner
when you’re only passin’ through.
I’d rather be with you
and do the striptease for you.
You are ripe like a fruit that is ready to fall.
You are sweet to be eaten.
I can swallow it all.
I give away my clothes. My skin is soft and smooth.
I’d rather be with you
and do the striptease for you.
Labour and the plague of cities that are graves.
I chant my poem clearly,
know to say what saves.
Enjoyin’ free fall you follow, stick like glue.
I’d rather be with you
and do the striptease for you.
Extreme ambition and the runnin’ after nothin’
make young people old, take away all the magic.
I’m too much a dream to lose the flavour of truth.
I’d rather be with you
and do the striptease for you.
Millions of bombs are flyin’, everywhere it’s cryin’ doom.
But for peace and love, I say, there’s always enough room.
Lovemakin’ for us is there to make it all new.
I’d rather be with you
and do the striptease for you.
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany