Cha-cha with Me (Herr Purpur)
Cha-cha with Me (Herr Purpur)
a group of home recording musicians, recording for fun
Lyrics
I love your roman nose
Love how your garden grows
I love the bumblebees
I love your air
I love the way you kiss me
Like a fist
Oh won’t you cha-cha with me?
Cha-cha with me
Cha-cha with me
Oh won’t you cha-cha with me?
She will luxuriate
Rarely she will lubricate
All her mystery on display
Envy hairdresser cliche
She will not cha-cha for me.
Cha-cha with me
Cha-cha with me
Oh won’t you cha-cha with me?
Bittersweet, deeply moving
Overwhelmingly intense
Love comes to a rest
Music lifting, wafting, veering
Here we find the cadence
Of our love
Tropical love, a tender rhapsody
Cha-cha with me
Cha-cha with me
Oh won’t you cha-cha with me?
We dance the hootchy-coo
I dance till half past you
Pink Camay floats in the air
The owl, the pussycat, stockings bare
She did the cha-cha for me.
Cha-cha with me
Cha-cha with me
Oh won’t you cha-cha with me?
I get too too tipsy wipsy
We drink the bubbly-ubbly
Is this too coochie oochie
Please excuse my dust
These mambo mambo rhythms
Just fornicate my mind
My brain is half past three
Oh won’t you cha-cha with me?
Cha-cha with me
Cha-cha with me
Oh won’t you cha-cha with me?
