- cifra
Never thought I'd be your back door man
I sort of thought I'd hold the front but then
The perfect balance baby
A certain twist of mind
A tempting hint at something I might find
Never thought you'd wind me up again
I sort of thought I'd sprung the clock but then
The perfect moment baby
A taste of fantasy
Will flood the gates with your mystery
Just for tonight baby
Just let it ride baby
Whatever you hide
Whatever you hide
Just for tonight baby
Just let it ride
You spill your smile and then you drag your tail
Playing hide and seek on a very different scale
The perfect balance baby
Between the touch and go
You're still my favorite mental rodeo
Just for tonight baby
Just let it ride baby
Whatever you hide
Whatever you hide
Just for tonight baby
Just let it ride
