What she doesn’t say,

When the talk turns blue,

And a lover’s under covers, making

Dreams come true…

Means more to me

Than the girl could ever know,

When I love her, top-to-bottom

And the talk turns gold…

When the lights get low,

And she’s climbing over me,

Hands spreading on my chest, hips rolling like the sea

Means more to me

Than the girl could ever dream,

When I love her, front-to-back…

And the talk goes pink.