It's a little bit late now But there's times you will Get a little bit out of hand Making all of a spill And if we can lay this down You're going all the way Take a look and I'll check it out 'Cause I can always find it
Such a lonely place. Ooh This room without your face. Ooh
Ooh. American science All night long she can two-step and sway Ooh, it's such awful manners Don't keep me waiting, come and lie beside me
A little megalomania becomes you, evidently There ain't a thing you can acquire With your cling-wrap plaything Just look at this state I crawl around in a daze Like symptomatic case Of your soul persuasion
Such a lonely place. Ooh This room without your face. Ooh
Ooh, it's a little bit later now And there's time you will let it all get Out of hand when you feel you feel I just switched on the operation Such a lovely face. Ooh It pulls me into place. Ooh
