Electronically produced music is one
possibility of tomorrow's world.
She sits alone, waiting for suggestions.
He's so nervous he's
avoiding all the questions.
His lips are dry,
her heart is gently pounding.
Don't you just know,
exactly what they're thinking?
If you want my heart beat, and you think I'm sexy,
come on sugar, let me know!
If you really need me, just reach out and touch me,
come on honey, tell me so!
He's acting shy,
looking for an answer.
Come on honey,
let's spend the night together.
Now hold on a minute,
before we go much further
Give me a dime,
so I can phone my mother
They catch a cab to his high -rise apartment
At last he can tell her
exactly what he's on
Do you want to have more meat?
Do you think I'm sexy?
Come on sugar, let me know
Do you really need me?
Just reach out and touch me
Come on honey,
tell me so
They wake at dawn,
as all the birds are singing
To total strangers,
but that ain't what they're thinking
Outside it's cold,
it's misty and it's raining
They got each other,
neither one's complaining
Ha ha, he says I'm sorry,
but I'm out of milk and coffee
Never mind sugar, we can watch the
Eddie movie
Do you think I'm sexy?
No.
You