A Mating Call*

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My Athenian goddess
With your eyes painted blue
Will I come back to you

My athenian goddess
Your lips painted red
Will you come back to bed

There is an urge to be free
There is a memory
Of a beautiful night on a balcony

There is a cat on a leash
There is a moment to reach
Always a wedding to crash

It’s a wonderful morning
It’s a car sickness warning
That’s a beautiful rash

I would like you to see
What it means to be free
On a beautiful night
On a balcony

You are all woman
You are fire and ice
You are bad and you are dirty
And a saint in disguise

Don’t get me wrong
That’s my back against the wall
This is not a love song
It’s a mating call

It’s a mating call
It’s a mating call

You are full of temptation
You are a bundle of lies
You are a wall street tycoon
You are the sacrifice

You are predestination
You are the roll of the dice
This is not a love song
It’s a mating call

It’s a mating call
It’s a mating call