When marimba rhythms start to play
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Like a flower bending in the breeze
When we dance you have a way with me
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
I can hear the sounds of violins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
I can hear the sounds of violins