1985 - French Kicks

Another night, said i have to calm down

Another day, be another red light… yeahhh

I heard the sounds see i heard this on the one tell me

In my hand, whoaaaa-oh, your hand

And everytime we stop see you get a little fill its all over there

I know i know

I waited on the feelin' i waited all the time

I hate the sort of feeling when there’s someone else in mind

And its the time for killing

By hearing all the time

Drive me out of line (fashion), and i was color-blind

What do what i hear you say

Maybe never want it see at all, noooooo

It sounds like a mind too empty findin' in my hand

Whoaaa-oh your hand

And we got out just barely alive

Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh

I waited on the feelin' i waited all the time

I hate the sort of feeling when there’s someone else in mind

And its the time for killing

By hearing all the time

Another 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 you

Glad im that glad im too

Know i dont mind you

Im keeping in mind

Glad i relate to you

Glad i resolve to you

Ahhhh