There is no way you'll catch me talking to you
I've got too much blind ambition and not enough superstition
But if I can make it halfway through this conversation
I'm a winner
And a loser
But if our eyes should meet or I hear your voice
Or when I feel
Your excellent body
I tend to forget
That you are still a threat
There is no way you'll catch me looking at you
I'm just minding my own business and keeping my distance
But if I see your face or within range of your fragrance
I'm a dead man
(But it's the body that brings me back every time)
But if our eyes should meet or I hear your voice
Or when I feel
Your excellent body
I tend to forget
That you are still a threat
Oh, but your excellent body, Your excellent body
Won't let me forget
That you are still a threat
Today is the first day of winter
Today is the last day I fixate on your shape
But if our eyes should meet or I hear your voice
Or when I feel
Your excellent body
I tend to forget
That you are still a threat
Oh, but your excellent body, your excellent body
Won't let me forget
Ah, but your excellent body, your excellent body
Won't let me forget
That you are still a threat
Oh, but your excellent body