Looking at anything I wrote as long ago as 1981, I am embarrassed by my musings about ego-driven lust, superficial observations about "looking good" and the often strained rhyme structure. But I did manage a hint or two of spiritual enthusiasm. I post it only because it it a little interesting to me, and we never recorded it.

I saw you posing for the guys to see, it looks good to urn
Hair toss and lip gloss perfume shampoo looks good on you
You look good to me, you. look good to me

You'd look good with me, I'd love to take you home
And give you everything you found
Look so good with me, let everybody know
You and I make lovely sound

Smooth silky suntan, a shining smile to everyone you meet
My eyes are fastened, they're glued on you moving to the beat
You look good to me, look so goad to urn

They say its lonely at the top, well I don't know
I'd trade my solitude for love
I'd give my soul tonight if I could stop the show
And. leave a memory in you

If I could only reach you
The things that I could teach you
If you would only listen
To all the things you're missing
If you would like to know
If you still want to grow
Won't you wait after the show?

You see me standing on this stage for you doing whet I do
You hear me singing do you think I look good for you?
You'd look good with me, look so good with me

You look good to me I love to watch you dance
The way you bounce the way you prance
If I could spend an hour with you, with just one chance
I'd show you all about romance