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...