[t= tricky n=neneh]



[Begins with Tricky speaking in the background to someone in the

studio.]



(i shoulda been a woman. i don't understand why i'm a man)



t+n:

had you in me (x4)

in me (x2)

sick of what i feel, sick of being real

Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane

im getting sick of what i feel, sick of being real

you better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up



n:

soap on my body's gonna make me clean,

giving birth makes me scream,

see my light (life?) pass before me as i drown in the shadow under my



bubble bath,

a forced laugh a forged autograph,

first my body,

now my corpse

i exercise daily...love my sports

i need when i concieve,

i sow seed, i can see no remourse,



t+n (x2):

i had you in me

had you in me

you in me

in me

me

sick of what i feel

sick of being real

Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane

im getiing sick of what i feel

sick of being real

you better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up



t:

im liquid



n:

serving speed, self deceit,

i teased you now youre tame,

put treacle on your tummy to keep you sticky when i steal,

i take from you i hate for you

you fools who feel free (?)

you look like a little somebody looking for something



t:

and i'm still myself (to fade)