Eighties 

relax
i want your sex
holiday
fade to grey.

sweet dreams – don’t go – just an illusion
the look of love – you spin me round
suburbia – touch me – confusion
maniac – pulstar - everything counts.

close your eyes
and smile again.
lively sounds
we love the eighties
many years ago

and then
it  still is fun -
our time to dance. 

passion
happy station
high energy
take on me.

sweet ...

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(Text © Axel Isensee - 2008)