Can you always follow words?
Golden girl, there you may be.
I’m performing for the audience, the music’s noisy.
I’m residing my dream, driving the large,
But we see you indeed there, sunshine inside tresses,
And I’m all set, hopeless to travel.
Golden woman, there you may be.
Dancing when it comes to crowd, the music’s noisy.
I really want you so very bad. I cannot look away.
Later, you’ll drop to your knees. You’ll beg myself kindly.
And then you’ll get, it’s just yourself i understand.