I can't talk, I've got the wrong way

Looking up what's falling down, yeah

I can't talk I've gone back the wrong way

What is the use in what I say?

I hear

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby

Spike

I know you like to wear my dressing-gown,

When i'm not there.

I guess you like it in my shoes.

Just

Everybody love love loves, everybody

Everybody love love loves, everybody

Everybody love love loves, everybody

Everybody loves a lover

All I do, do, do when

Stone, broke,

It's all just a joke

You're burning all your money

And your breathing your smoke

Your

Oh, oh, ooh

I don't need a man doing everything he can

And giving up his life and everything he has to please me

(Oh,

When I was young I wanted to be a punk rocka

But everybody said no

And I was sure that if I ever had a shocka

The same old folks

Oo, I tired to talk to you

Oo, it's like I can't get through

Oo, have you blown me away?

Oo, that's how you're making me feel

Hugs and kisses, ?? wishes

Over

Cos baby this is real life

You wanna get your mind on your occupation

The moment's

Gimme-da-ting

Gimme-da-ting

Gimme-da-oh-oh-oh

Gimme-da-ting

Gimme-da-ting

Gimme-da-oh-oh-oh

Hey, hey, hey

Oh, oh, oh

Hey, hey, hey

Oh, oh, oh

I really