tina turner
foreign affair
A one in a million chance  You know the moment that you crossed over the line  A casual glance  No one has to read between the lines  In the south of France it was spring time  Special feelings come alive  There's romance in the air, so they say  Love could be a small cafe away   Love is a piece of cake  And making love is all there is to eat  It's a heart out of a lamb  When you start to feel forever in a kiss  But you must remember there's no point of refuge  You only have a part in a lover's play  And you could be the one left in the dark  If someone takes a shortcut to your heart   All too soon you're touching for the last time  No one has to tell you how it is  It's just a memory two people share  File it under foreign affair