Postcards from Amsterdam
Phone-calls from Birmingham
To tell me only how you miss me Received your telegram
Now you say: Here I am The way you hold and kiss me Darling — Darling — Darling
Leave a little love for later on Darling — Darling — Darling
So that you can come back when you’ve gone
I idolize your magic eyes
And I imagine all the cooching we can do We can do Darling — Darling — Darling
Leave a little secret on the shore
Darling — Darling — Darling
So that you can come ag Ain for more
My fantasy runs fancy free
And I imagine all the cooching we can do We can do It’s been a long long time
And you and me will climb
The mountains and the hills of passion
Soft satin skin to skin
Oh What a mood I’m in Bewitched by warm aggression
Darling — Darling — Darling
Leave a little love for later on