Song: To love those legs

I met those legs
Spring clear day.
And it's just not nice
And all on fire.
They pursue me in dream and reality,
Oh, God, what do I do?
Ah, soon I'll die!
To love those legs
Need a white Cadillac.
To love those legs
Need a tuxedo or tailcoat.
To love those legs
Need a Bank account,
To love those legs
Need accurate calculation -
Sober cold calculation.