Baby says
She's dying to meet you
Take you off and make your blood hum
And tremble like the fairground lights
Baby says
If ever you see skin as fair
Or eyes as deep and as black as mine
I'll know you're lying
Baby says
A howl of romance I'll get
From all your sleeping dogs, you thugs of God
I'll get one yet
Baby says for all I've forsaken
Make something of all the noise
And the mess you're making
And all the time's it's taken
Baby says there's death in these silver curls
They'll break up in jails
Send you diving for pearls
Without a care in the world
Baby says
She's dying to meet you
Take you off and make your blood hum
And tremble like the pinball light
Baby says
A howl of romance I'll get
From all your sleeping dogs, you thugs of God
I'll get one yet
