This Is Where It Gets Good

With a lustful admiration I look upon you Can't wait until tomorrow The things that we'll do And this Is where It gets good Permission to speak freely? Well, I really must confess I can't stop thinking 'bout you Gettin' out of your dress And this Is where It gets good The sky in your eyes The earth in your touch The spirits come together Well, it's almost too much And this Is where It gets good