Just listen to this    You know what I miss    That tender touch    So precious       After dark my sweet, you know what they say    Angel's wash their faces    Out making a mess, celebrating trash    In an orgy of excess -    A little knowledge Is still, a dangerous thing    It's a threatening thrill -    Kiss me quick, the smell of honey    Makes me sick -       A sweet sickness, a sweet sickness    Comes over me    I'm looking for something I want    It's too late to stop now!    A sweet sickness, a sweet sickness    Comes over me    I'm looking for something I want       I know a little doll    With real eyes    Full of passion    That tell no lies       Let's blow it all up, and start again    This center of attentlon    Came panting and running, the little death    Finally stopped coming    What's obvious is true. face to face    I know you    Once around the bend and straight on thru    This could be the end       I'm looking for something I want (repeat 8x)