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May 2020
Nothing more what I need
Is spend beautiful time with you
Smoking as I met in the club
It started with a breeze dance
And turned into a smooth romance

We were watching the band
You made eye contact
And decided to fall
And show my desire to you
Oh, my dear, it is true

Played the touching game
As the smoke spreads around
Nothing to feel ashame
As the music playing loud
While I'm with you....

Embrace your body
And you did too
Sensual anatomy
All seems so true

Tell me, darling
Am I serenading you?

(Guitar Solo)

Keep it smooth
From fast to slow
With the cigarette
And the breath
We can finally blow

Oh yeah! We can certainly blow
As the drug starts to glow
Underneath the smoke
We shall light the other up
With the feels and the cries

On the dancefloor
To the bed
We are ready to score
ON THE COLORS OF RED

(Instrumental Outro)
Simon Nader
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Simon Nader  36/M/Vancouver, BC, Canada
(36/M/Vancouver, BC, Canada)   
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