Lyrics 25 Miles to Kissimmee - Fool's Garden, Peter Freudenthaler, Volker Hinkel

25 Miles to Kissimmee

Miami Beach, Ocean Drive
It was the hottest afternoon of all my life
She had a fast car, she was driving slow
There was one thing, I needed to know:
«Where are you going to, what are you doin' with me?»
She said: «Relax!
It’s 25 miles to Kissimmee»
To Kissimmee, to Kissimmee…
«Touch me», she said «I can’t do that»
I tried to say while she undressed me
I feel so bad, but i feel glad
Boom boom — sweet desire
Don’t set my heart of fire
Don’t you hear me say «don't do it!»
Don’t you hear me say…
«Touch me, right here», I said: «No my dear
I am a good man — why don’t you understand
That I’m not mad, we won’t do that
I’ve got a family — so please don’t touch me.»
Don’t you hear me say: «don't do it!»
Don’t you hear me say «don't do it!»
Don’t you hear me say…
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me baby
Kiss me, kiss me, Kissimmee
I don’t need sentimental moonlight
As long as you are here with me
Don’t stop
Kiss me
I feel dirty
But I feel good
Baby you should
Not leave this car
I feel so wunderbar
What do you do to me —
Baby touch me
Don’t you hear me say:
«Do it!»
Don’t you hear me say:
«Do it!»
Don’t you hear me say:
«Do it!»
Don’t you hear me say…