Sugar, your taste is sweet and comfortable Your force is unbelieveable You're striking but untrue Honey, I'm drifting on the open road I'm disarranged and overdosed And once again I fall Into your arms Into your arms I stumble If you never let go and stay in control You're gonna be my private ballerina Dollars, I've traced you with a private eye But swept beneath the waves of time You're off to southern skies Oh, body, you're paralyzed in disbelief You wither like the winter trees - kor And once again I fall Into your arms Into your arms I stumble If you never let go and stay in control You're gonna be my private ballerina And the teardrops Clouding my eyes Will be oceans to sail when I'm down and out