Girls Aloud

Girls Aloud - Graffiti My Soul lyrics

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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

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

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)

Your kisses taste of Cyanide

And that's no good for me

An open heart is suicide

In my phillosophy

I need a walking talking mannequin

That simply folds away

And never questions anything

N-n-n-n-n-n no more explanations

You're never gonna know

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

It's a d-d-d-d-d dangerous occupation

T-t-t-t-t talking to a girl

I'm complicated

And I celebrate it

You're getting jaded

But you're facinated

I'm complicated

(Out the bedroom, down the stairs)

And I celebrate it

(Along the carpet, no one cares)

You tell me you hate it

(On the table, on to the floor)

But you're facinated

(It's procreation and nothing more)

D-d-d-d-d dance if you want till the dirty is done

Cos 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 till 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

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

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

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