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Graffiti My Soul

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, babyI'm hanging on a wire

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby

Come baby, come, you know what I meanAnd the drum beat's rising higher

Bang goes my self control

I got your name on my face your face on my mind

Baby come, baby come, graffiti my soulWe should be getting it on

Fly DJ's playing my song

Why don't you take me head on?We should be getting somewhere

Some kind of cool love affair

Don't act as if you don't care

You dream of touching me thereYour kisses taste of cyanide

And that's no good for me

An open heart is suicide

In my philosophyI need a walking talking mannequin

That simply folds away

And never questions anything

I've got to sayNo more explanations

You're never gonna know

You could kill my reputation

I don't do heavy loadsNo more conversations

You can't carve up the world

It's a dangerous occupation

Talking to a girlI'm complicated

And I celebrate it

You're getting jaded

You're fascinatedI'm complicated

(Out the bedroom, down the stairs)

And I celebrate it

(Along the carpet, no one cares)

You tell me you hate it

(On the table, on to the floor)

You're fascinated

(It's procreation and nothing more)Dance if you want till the dirty is done

'Cos we're stars in the dead of the night

But if you're looking for romance

Or a chance to reflect in the sun

Baby, I'm gonna put up a fightAnd you can dance if you want

Till you fall out of space

And you crash in the back of the car

But if you wanna have the kids and the cash

Then get out of my face don't push my love too farI'm hanging on a wire

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby

Come baby, come, you know what I meanAnd the drum beat's rising higher

Bang goes my self control

I got your name on my face, your face on my mind

Baby come, baby come, graffiti my soul

Baby come, baby come, graffiti my soul

Baby come, baby come, graffiti my soulAnd the drum beat's rising higher

Bang goes my self control

I got your name on my face your face on my mind

Baby come, baby come graffiti my soul

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