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词 Lyrics:森光纪元\北岛初晴
曲 Composed:森光纪元\树洞回声
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The city hums a slow delight
Your hips roll on a velvet beat
Moon licks roofs in pale light
My focus narrows to your heat
Your palm a gentle, burning guide
We turn in circles, slow and wide
The organ moans a lazy ride
And every sense is satisfied
Saxophone spills from a crimson door
Bassline pulls us across the floor
I lose my shape inside this groove
The rhythm has me in the mood
Saxophone spills from a crimson door
Bassline pulls us across the floor
I lose control, I want more
And all I hear is our encore
Your palm a gentle, burning guide
We turn in circles, slow and wide
The organ moans a lazy ride
And every sense is satisfied
Saxophone spills from a crimson door
Bassline pulls us across the floor
I lose my shape inside this groove
The rhythm has me in the mood
Saxophone spills from a crimson door
Bassline pulls us across the floor
I lose control, I want more
And all I hear is our encore