A-B-A-B-C-D-
The moon up above
it shines down upon our skin
Whispering words that scream of outrageous sin.
We all want the stuff that’s found in our wildest dreams
It gets kinda rough in the back of our limousine.
That’s what we are
we all want a love bizarre.
That’s what we are
we all want a love bizarre.
A strawberry mind
a body that’s built for two
A kiss on the spine
we do things we never do.
Swallow the pride and joy of the ivory tower
We’ll dance on the roof
make love on a bed of flower.
That’s what we are
we all want a love bizarre.
That’s what we are
we all want a love bizarre.
Abagond 
Just searching for this ladies album (maybe a greatest hits one). Listening to this reminds me of my wife and how she loves the music of this time…
Also these songs by this lady ‘The Belle of St Mark’
‘The Glamorous Life’
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And looking forward to seeing Sheila E. tomorrow night!
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After a wonderful weekend of African, American and Cuban jazz, Sheila E. was such an anti-climax. I know I am being unkind, but I think she is past her sell-by date and has not been able re-invent herself or evolve into a mature artist
A-B-A-B-C-D- kind of got us on our feet , but that is about it. Could not bear a minute more and left about 15 minutes into the set.
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