She was babysitting
at her house, at the lake
I had come to visit
it wasn't even a date

In the lake swimming
playing with those kids
I guess a spark caught fire
on her heart I placed a bid

Everyone dried off
and they watch T.V.
standing at the bar
she leaned into me

Pink pursed lips parted
as they pressed into mine
a hint of flicking tongue
this memory is fine

Married twenty years
her kisses I still crave
two kids of our own
my heart has been enslaved