It’s Thursday night, and time to play as per every Thursday for the last three months. Tonight we are meeting at a dark and smoky Jazz Bar, around the corner from his place. I’m finally ready to leave, I’m late as I was having trouble with what to wear....

When you look at meYour eyes are hazyI wanna get downWhen you say my nameYou drive me crazyI wanna get downWhen I think of youMy head spinsI wanna get downWhen you touch meI fell like sinI wanna get downI wanna get downGet down with youI wanna get downAnd...