We can fight our desires
But when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Whether we like it or not
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
Oh I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand (my hand)
And not let go of my
And not let go
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
Oh I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my
And not let go of my
I'm going in for the kill
