Infatuation
He comes from a foreign place, an island far away
Intrigues me with every move till I'm breathless, I'm helpless,
can't keep my cool
Steals my heart when he takes my hand
And we dance to the rhythm of the band
I feel his fingertips grip my hips and I slip as we dip into a state of bliss
Mama used to warn me to beware those Latin lovers
She said: I gave my heart too soon and that's how I became your mother
I said: Ay Mama you seem to forget
I'm not in love yet
Sweet talks don't win me over ...