[lyrics by Jules Shear]I never sought perfection, I loved her
There's no sound like the sound of you breathingIt's the
She buys stripes and colors
She wears purple and black
Her arms
You're a rebel, you're a dudeYou tried to be aloofBut
Your footsteps are Pavlov's bellYour touch makes me youngI should
Cigarette dangles, makes me hard
Kidnap me, throw me in the
She went looking for the solution
To a problem that did
I don't need that drink - I know I've had
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you
Your love is like greasy fried noodlesInstantly gratifying - makes
Why do men chosoe evilWhy do men choose painWhy do
Take my hand, lead me to your forbidden worldI want
Everyone who sees you
Thinks you should be smilin'
?That girl, she's
Heavy metal tears are what the kids are cryingTheir tender
Your body is my playgroundYour legs are like monkey-barsThe minute
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