Love Ghetto - Neneh Cherry

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the last stretch, on the last stretch

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the left foot, with the right foot

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the last stretch, on the last stretch

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the left foot, with the right foot

You could have reached for me, saved me from lying and I wanted to touch you

But I was stuck on my island

With a puddle of misunderstanding like a sea between us

When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago

When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the last stretch, on the last stretch

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the left foot, with the right foot

Come rain come shine I’m leaving this love ghetto

Come rain come shine I’m leaving this love ghetto

Chasing you is haunting me, but I know that girl is lying

You upset my chemistry

Baby I’m sick of crying

Forever is only like the sky and the sea between us

When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago

When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago

Come rain come shine I’m leaving this love ghetto

Come rain come shine I’m leaving this love ghetto

I can’t see a way every day we are the same

Turning round and round I pick you up and then you let me down

Never will I blame, never will I hate

I’ll just have to go saving you from saving me

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the last stretch, on the last stretch

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the left foot, with the right foot

Come rain come shine I’m leaving this love ghetto

Come rain come shine I’m leaving this love ghetto

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the last stretch, on the last stretch

I’m in a home run, I’m in a home run

On the right foot, with my left foot

On my right foot

What your eyes tell you, your ears can be deceived

And the poor teacher can always be relieved

In the love ghetto

In the love ghetto

What your eyes tell you, your ears can be deceived

And the poor teacher can always be relieved

In the love ghetto

In the love ghetto

What your eyes tell you, your ears can be deceived

And the poor teacher can always be relieved

In the love ghetto

In the love ghetto