Girls Aloud

Girls Aloud - Graffiti My Soul lyrics

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Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby



I'm hanging on a wire

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby

Come baby, come you know what I mean

And the drum beats rising higher

Bang goes my self control

I've got your name on my face

Your face on my mind baby

Come baby, come

Graffiti my soul



We should be getting it on

Fly DJs playing my song

Why don't you take me head on?

We should be getting somewhere

Some kind of cool an affair

Don't act as if you don't care

You dream of touching me



Your kisses taste of cyanide

And that's no good for me

An open hearted suicide

Ain't my philosophy

A walking talking mannequin

And never questions anything

I've got to say



No more explanations

You're never gonna know

You killed my reputation

I don't do heavy loads

No more conversation

You can't carve up the world

It's a dangerous occupation

Talking to a girl



I'm complicated

And I celebrate it

Not entertaining

But you're fascinated

I'm complicated

And I celebrate it

Don't entertain it

But you're fascinated

(And nothing more)



Dance if you want till the dirty is done

Cos we're stars at the dead of the night but

If you're looking for romance, there's a chance

Reflecting the sun then I'm gonna put up a fight

Dance if you want til you fall out of space and

Crash in the back of the car

But if you wanna have my keys and my cash

Don't push my love too far



I'm hanging on a wire

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby

Come baby, come you know what I mean

And the drum beats rising higher

Bang goes my self control

I've got your name on my face

Your face on my mind baby

Come baby, come

Graffiti my soul



Come baby, come

Graffiti my soul

Baby come baby, come

Graffiti my soul

And the drum beats rising higher

Bang goes my self control

I've got your name on my face

Your face on my mind baby

Come baby, come

Graffiti my soul



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