Lyrics Graffiti My Soul

Spike heels and skin tight jeans
I gotta fistful of love it's coming your way baby
Spike heels and skin tight jeans
I gotta fistful of love it's coming your way baby
Spike heels and skin tight jeans
I gotta fistful of love it's coming your way baby

I'm hanging on a wire
Spike heels and skin tight jeans
I gotta fistful of love it's coming your way baby
Come baby come you know what I mean
And the drumbeats 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

We should be getting it on
Fly DJs 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 there)

Your kisses taste of cyanide and that's no good for me
An open heart is suicide in my philosophy
I need a walking talking mannequin that simply folds away
And never questions anything I've got to say

N-n-n-n-n-n-no more explanations
You're never gonna know
You could k-k-k-k-kill my reputation
I don't do heavy loads
N-n-n-n-n-n-no more conversation
You c-c-c-c-c-can't carve up the world
It's d-d-d-d-d-dangerous occupation
T-t-t-t-t-talking to a girl

I'm complicated
And I celebrate it
You're getting jaded
But you're facinated

I'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)
But you're facinated
(It's procreation, and nothing more)

D-d-d-d-d-dance if you want till the dirty is done
Cos we're stars at the dead of the night
But if you're looking for romance or a chance to reflect in the sun
And you can baby I'm gonna put up a fight
And you can d-d-d-d-d-dance if you want til you fall out of space
And 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 far

I'm hanging on a wire
Spike heels and skin tight jeans
I gotta fistful of love it's coming your way baby
Come baby come you know what I mean
And the drumbeats 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 soul
And the drumbeats 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