French Kicks - 1985 Lyrics
another night, said i have to calm downanother day, be another red light... yeahhhi heard the sounds see i heard this on the one tell mein my hand, whoaaaa-oh, your handand everytime we stop see you get a little fill its all over therei know i knowi waited on the feelin' i waited all the timei hate the sort of feeling when there's someone else in mindand its the time for killingby hearing all the timedrive me out of line (fashion), and i was color-blindwhat do what i hear you saymaybe never want it see at all, nooooooit sounds like a mind too empty findin' in my handwhoaaa-oh your handand we got out just barely aliveahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahhi waited on the feelin' i waited all the timei hate the sort of feeling when there's someone else in mindand its the time for killingby hearing all the timeanother notice, out on the phone-line(line clashes wonder what catches)do you want to hang this, me on the clothes-line(now im feeling... really such a fine time)im glad i relate to youglad im that glad im tooknow i dont mind youim keeping in mindglad i relate to youglad i resolve to youahhhh
