Graffiti My Soul

Lyrics

[Intro: Nadine] Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby [Refrain: Sarah & Kimberley and Nadine] I'm hanging on a wire Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby Come, baby, come, you know what I mean And the drum beat's 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 [Verse 1: Kimberley, Nicola & Cheryl] 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 [Verse 2: Sarah & Cheryl] 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 [Verse 3: Nadine, Sarah & Cheryl] N-n-n-n-n-n-no more explanations You're never gonna know (N-n-n-n-n-n-n-nuh) You could k-k-k-k-kill my reputation I don't do heavy loads N-n-n-n-n-n-no more conversations You c-c-c-c-c-can't carve up the world (N-n-n-n-n-n-n-nuh) It's a d-d-d-d-d-dangerous occupation Talking to a girl [Bridge: Nadine, Sarah, Kimberley & Cheryl] I'm complicated And I celebrate it You're getting jaded But you're fascinated I'm complicated (Out the bedroom, down the stairs) And I celebrate it (Along the carpet, no one cares) You're getting jaded (On the table, onto the floor) But you're fascinated (It's procreation and nothing more) [Verse 4: Kimberley, Sarah, & Cheryl] D-d-d-d-d-dance if you want 'til the dirty is done 'Cause we're stars in the dead of the night But if you're looking for romance or a chance to reflect in the sun Baby, I'm gonna put up a fight And you can d-d-d-d-dance if you want 'til you fall out of space And you 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 [Refrain: Sarah & Kimberley, & Nicola] I'm hanging on a wire Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby Come, baby, come, you know what I mean And the drum beat's 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 [Outro: Sarah & Kimberley, Nicola & Nadine] Baby, come, baby, come graffiti my soul Baby, come, baby, come graffiti my soul Baby, come, baby, come graffiti my soul And the drum beat's 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