I'm going back to 505, If its a 7 hora flight o a 45 minuto drive, In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side, With your hands between your thighs,
Stop and wait a sec, Oh when tu look at me like that my darling, What did tu expect, I probably still adore tu with tu hand around my neck, Or I did last time I checked,
Not shy of a spark, A cuchillo twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark, Frightened por the bite though its no harsher than the bark, Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start,
I'm going back to 505, If its a 7 hora flight o a 45 minuto drive, In my imagination...
Anticipation has the habit to set tu up For disappointment in evening entertainment but Tonight there'll be some love Tonight there'll be a rawkus, regardless of what's gone before I want to see all of the things that we've already seen The lairy girls hung out the window of the limousine And of course its fancy dress And they're all looking quite full on In bunny ears and devil horns
I want to see all of the things that we've already seen I want to see tu take the jackpot out the frutas machine And put it all back in You've got to understand it tu can never beat the bandit