Information
Album Name
Ten (Deluxe Edition)
Artist
Girls Aloud
Genre
POP
Release Date
2012.01.01
Release Agency
Universal Music Group
Original

Graffiti My Soul - Girls Aloud
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
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 DJ's 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 philosophy
I need a walking
talking mannequin
That simply folds away
And never questions anything
I've got to say
No more explanations
You're never gonna know
You could kill my reputation
I don't do heavy loads
No more conversations
You can't carve up the world
It's a dangerous occupation
Talking to a girl
I'm complicated
And I celebrate it
You're getting jaded
You're fascinated
I'm complicated
Out the bedroom
down the stairs
Along the carpet no one cares
On the table on to the floor
It's procreation and
nothing more
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 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
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
got your name
on my face your face
on my mind
Baby come baby come
graffiti my soul

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