Carola Häggkvist
Carola Häggkvist - Radiate lyrics
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Sunday morning it's a quarter to five You keep on talkin' like your love is a prize Bird in flight, spreading her wings Sittin' pretty in a city of sin I don't mind, adventure with a stranger Trouble deep at the scene of the crime Testify, that I'm not superstitious It's tough enough, to find out why you Radiate, you bait your love with money Celebrate, a body to behold Generate, a state of wild emotion Don't waste your money My love is not for sale Funny faces in the shadows of night Pain and pleasure is your only disguise Radiate, your face's on the fire Stay awake, love is a lie In the street, where life is your creation Trouble deep if you wake up on your own I'm a slave to sweet investigation It's tough enough, to find out why you Radiate, you bait your love with money...