Ulrika’s Body
Andre Herman Düne
There is a part of you
That is hidden
All i have to do
Is forbidden
But maybe i'm allowed to ask you
One question
Whose eyes are you lookin' into ?
There's a part of your body
That i love to see
Swiftly, by accident
There's a part of your body that i'd love to see
At hand I know your teeth I know your eyes
I know your teeth, i know your eyes
But you know none of mine
Will you be dressed the same
In the taxi
With me