Friendly Fire
They make me sick
I know I feel you
That's why we got to stick together
Yep, yep, yep
*laughs
I know it!
You make sick
I want you and I'm hatin' it
Got me lit like a candlestick
Get too hot when you touch the tip
I'm feeling it, I gotta get a grip on this
Driving me crazy baby don't you quit
Can't get enought of it
You got me going again
Baby you got me going again
You make sick
We was on our way home on the freeway
In the six double O bumpin' Isley
He was gettin' kind of close, kind of touchy
Guess he had a li
I know I feel you
That's why we got to stick together
Yep, yep, yep
*laughs
I know it!
You make sick
I want you and I'm hatin' it
Got me lit like a candlestick
Get too hot when you touch the tip
I'm feeling it, I gotta get a grip on this
Driving me crazy baby don't you quit
Can't get enought of it
You got me going again
Baby you got me going again
You make sick
We was on our way home on the freeway
In the six double O bumpin' Isley
He was gettin' kind of close, kind of touchy
Guess he had a li
Bullet Me
If the sea was as calm as my mother
And my boat was as big as a ship
If we all could care a bit more for each other
Then we might all go on that trip
I don't have time to explain this
But you would soon get the feel
I have enough with myself to look after
'cos I am so poor I could steal
I'm talking serious poverty
I don't want this to sound like a joke
Don't ask me if I'm coming out
'cos you know that I'm broke