Sunday morning it`s a quarter to five You keep on talkin` like your love is a prize Bird in flight, spreading her wings Sittin` pretty in a city of sin
I don`t mind, adventure with a stranger Trouble deep at the scene of the crime Testify, that I`m not superstitious It`s tough enough, to find out why you
Radiate, you bait your love with money Celebrate, a body to behold Generate, a state of wild emotion Don`t waste your money My love is not for sale
Funny faces in the shadows of night Pain and pleasure is your only disguise Radiate, your face`s on the fire Stay awake, love is a lie
In the street, where life is your creation Trouble deep if you wake up on your own I`m a slave to sweet investigation It`s tough enough, to find out why you
Radiate, you bait your love with money...
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