Oriana

Don't you worry if you slip, into someone's dance inferno, that you'll lose your grip, just bother to take care, it would be better if, you knew who you were, set fire to your ship, Aretha's on the radio, not just one little slip, Ray Bans in your hair, Tamla streaming off your lips, sunlight twinkling sur la mer, any trouble can be nipped, by one little say so, kissing your finger tips, your waters can run still, you smile and laugh hello, wonder is this your trip. you still have the mojo?