You and I together, with nothing showing at all,
In a darkened cinema, I'll give you pleasure in the stalls.
Want to give you tenderness, and my affection too.
If it's through clenched teeth, that's what you driven me to
I want us to be lovers
I want us to be friends
Want it like; it's the living end.
Keep me away from her.
With your kittens. on the patchwork quilt,
Oh no, what am I doing here, in the house Jack Kerouac built.
There's white magic, and bad rock'n'roll,
Your friend there says, he's the gatekeeper to my soul.
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The velvet curtains
The Chinese bell
With friends like these; you're damned as well.
Keep me away from her.
Shake off your despondency, and your country girl act.
You are reading me poetry, that's Irish, and so black.
I know you're warm, the warmest person alive,
But are you warm, deep down inside?
I want us to be lovers
I want us to be friends
Want it like; the world crumbles and then it ends.
Keep me away from her.
Baby, I'm lonely.
You're on the road with a bad crowd.

Songwriter(s): Grant Mclennan, Robert Derwent Garth Forster
Copyright: Complete Music Ltd.
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