As I see you dress before your mirror
Holding my breath and my feelings covert
If you could glimpse the desire am sweating
Would you smile and kiss or call me a pervert?

Brush your curly hairs in slow motion and flirt
Doesn’t matter if we get late for the concert
If you could dream the dreams I am dreaming
Would you smile and kiss or call me a pervert?

Eyes with mascara and the beauty they assert
Red lip gloss glowing like the sun in a desert
If you could feel the fire in me burning
Would you smile and kiss or call me a pervert?

Finally as you smack your lips though curt
My gods are already sold and to you I’ll convert
If you could hear the hymn I am singing
Would you smile and kiss or call me a pervert?