Urges (2009 Remastered Version) Lyrics

Early evening he get these urges
Skin tension under leatherette
A back bar somewhere in clubland
Cigarillo and the scene is set
See the bodies, now things're moving
Little twitches people can't explain
Young bodies, listen to them talking
New languagism in their veinsSame face in a new situation
The mirrorball holds mesmerised
He looks around, he's the new Clark GableUrges, urges, he get these urges
Don't want to talk about
Heartfelt urges, he get these urges
He's not supposed to talk about
Urges, urges, these restless urges
He don't want to talk about
Urges, urges, can't stop the urges
Lock them out.She's here, the heat is rising
He move slowly she's a china doll

By degrees, he'll loosen her composure
She knows he knows she knows he knows.
One word to the man in the pulpit
She start twitching and she can't sit still
Seven inches of a black star liner
Songwriters
THOMAS DOLBY, THOMAS ROBERTSON, MORGANPublished by
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