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I feel his eyes burning on my skin
My every dream is rising from within
I feel his lips taking me by storm
And every spark is keeping my heart warm

He's hot, so hot beyond compare
He's got that extra natural flair

This is my private Casanova
This is the rhythm of his love
We're racing through the dolce vita
This is the game he loves to play

(Fly high with me tonight)
(This is where we belong, alright)

There's red hot blood running through my veins
The Richter scale is reading hurricane
He moves in close to explore my love
We'll take it slow and cross the border line

He's hot, so hot beyond compare
He's got that extra natural flair

This is my private Casanova
This is the rhythm of his love
We're racing through the dolce vita
This is the game he loves to play

Fly high with me tonight (fly high with me tonight)
Come on and melt me down (come on and melt me down)
The fever is getting strong (gets strong and stronger, baby)
This is where we belong

He's hot, so hot beyond compare
He's got that extra natural flair

This is my private Casanova
This is the rhythm of his love
We're racing through the dolce vita
This is the game he loves to play

My Casanova
Stole my heart in every way
We're racing through the dolce vita
My Casanova
Stole my heart in every way

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