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!"