Tekst

It's a cheap fixer
A face in the crowd
But the sweetest face God would allow

You're giving me such love
Almost completely clean
I want you to eat sweets
And feel the tongues of love

Dance, baby, dance
How does it feel where you are?
You shine is my power
You shine is my war

I believe in love
It doesn't make it true
But what a good friend I could be for you

Inside the closet door
Almost completely clean
I want you to eat sweets
And feel the tongues of love

Dance, baby, dance
How does it feel where you are?
You shine is my power
You shine is my war
Dance, baby, dance
How does it feel where you are?
You shine is my power
You shine is my war

I ask you impossible things
You ask me too many to answer just for
Give you impossible love
It's no good to me
I'd ask you to slow down and stop
Take a look
You've got to be joking

And as always, money talks
Just says goodbye and walks
I need you to eat sweets
And feel the tongues of love

Dance, baby, dance
How does it feel where you are?
You shine is my power
You shine is my war
Dance, baby, dance
How does it feel where you are?
You shine is my power
You shine is my war

Writer(s): Richard Willis Hawley, Crispin Macmichael Sandys Hunt, Simon Edward Stafford

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