The magic of my love is gone

I've lost my magic,
my mojo.
I ask a girl to dance,
they say, not a chance.

I remember a time where all i had to do was give them a look
its all it took.
until i met you.

a pimp among the ladies,
i was til i had you.
not that is gone
and for you i now long.

at the club friday night
I found no delight,
denied to dance,
not even a chance.

I was reminded of the times
we spent together dancing
getting into trouble,
make it double.

I wish i was there,
or you here, so our despair we can share
totally aware, we are not there.