Fred Ventura – Lost in Paris

You, shining like a falling star along my way
Walking in the streets of Paris
I, looking through the city lights, love’s like a game
I’ve never felt so lost in Paris.

Electric Theatre – The killer

Stranger in a cheap hotel
where he’s looking how to spell
words with graceful love

An empty speech with no return
I guess no speak has nothing word
a rain falls on his shoulders

Caesar – My black lady

Feel your body next to mine
ruby red lips open wide
your love is like a fire, baby.
We are dancing in the night
my arms will hold you tight.