Lucia shakes her hair of raven hue;
Those silky Tuscan tresses that the sun adores
. Each day I see her grace the pebbled shore,
Where, with glistening skin and shaded eyes, she rests
And every night, upon the crowded floor,
She dances with luscious lips and swaying hips and breasts.
. He asked to come in and I was already drenched, I could not resist and so I let him come in. We walk in and he walks with me to my living room
Lucia shakes her hair of raven hue;
Those silky Tuscan tresses that the sun adores
. Each day I see her grace the pebbled shore,
Where, with glistening skin and shaded eyes, she rests
And every night, upon the crowded floor,
She dances with luscious lips and swaying hips and breasts.
. He asked to come in and I was already drenched, I could not resist and so I let him come in. We walk in and he walks with me to my living room
Lucia shakes her hair of raven hue;
Those silky Tuscan tresses that the sun adores
. Each day I see her grace the pebbled shore,
Where, with glistening skin and shaded eyes, she rests
And every night, upon the crowded floor,
She dances with luscious lips and swaying hips and breasts.
. He asked to come in and I was already drenched, I could not resist and so I let him come in. We walk in and he walks with me to my living room
