Kate Bush

After the party
You took me back to your parlour.
A little nervous laughter
Locking the door.
My stockings fall
Onto the floor.
Desperate for more.
Nobody else can share this.
Here comes one and one makes one,
The glorious union.
Well it could be love,
Or it could be just lust,
But it will be fun.
It will be wonderful.
Oh, feel it. oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, feel it. oh, oh feel it,
Feel it, my love.
Oh, I need it. oh, oh, feel it,
Feel it, my love.