Early evening he get these urges   Skin tension under leatherette   A back bar somewhere in clubland   Cigarillo and the scene is set   See the bodies - now things're moving   Little twitches people can't explain   Young bodies, listen to them talking   New languagism in their veins   Same face in a new situation   The mirrorball holds mesmerised -   He looks around, he's the new Clark Gable...   Urges, urges - he get these urges   Don't wanna talk about -   Heartfelt urges - he get these urges   He's not supposed to talk about   Urges, urges - these restless urges   he don't wanna talk about -   Urges, urges - can't stop the urges   Lock them out.   She's here, the heat is rising   He move slowly she's a china doll   By degrees, he'll loosen her composure -   She knows he knows she knows he knows.   One word to the man in the pulpit   She start twitching and she can't sit still   Seven inches of a black star liner ...   Try to contain the stuff that's in your body   Bit silly when your head's no good   When you're ashamed of things about your body   You keep drinking like you knew you would   In the footlight the ape in motion   Spins circles all across the floor -   Mouth the words, assume the positions   For a second we can fool them all   girl this time it's a new sensation   It's never been this way before.   I look at you and I feel half human