Fool's Garden — 25 Miles to Kissimmee

Miami Beach, Ocean Drive It was the hottest afternoon of all my life She had a fast car, she was driving slow There was one thing, I needed to know: "Where are you going to, what are you doin' with me?" She said: "Relax! It's 25 miles to Kissimmee" To Kissimmee, to Kissimmee... "Touch me", she said "I can't do that" I tried to say while she undressed me I feel so bad, but i feel glad Boom boom - sweet desire Don't set my heart of fire Don't you hear me say "don't do it!" Don't you hear me say... "Touch me, right here", I said: "No my dear I am a good man - why don't you understand That I'm not mad, we won't do that I've got a family - so please don't touch me." Don't you hear me say: "don't do it!" Don't you hear me say "don't do it!" Don't you hear me say... Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me baby Kiss me, kiss me, Kissimmee I don't need sentimental moonlight As long as you are here with me Don't stop Kiss me I feel dirty But I feel good Baby you should Not leave this car I feel so wunderbar What do you do to me - Baby touch me Don't you hear me say: "Do it!" Don't you hear me say: "Do it!" Don't you hear me say: "Do it!" Don't you hear me say...