When You Look Like Fire Songtext
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I'm the colour scheme;
The essential tones of sensuality.
You're the model baby, and I'm the colour scheme.
It's out of our control.
And baby where do you go when you look like fire?
They ripped the last transmitter down.
He said he'd make it right for us,
And then transmission failed us.
The essential tones of sensuality.
You're the model baby, and I'm the colour scheme.
It's out of our control.
And baby where do you go when you look like fire?
They ripped the last transmitter down.
He said he'd make it right for us,
And then transmission failed us.
I'm watching you.
I'm waiting for the model to take off your dress.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
She's a model! Yeah baby she's a model!
And i don't know what was said.
But baby please don't forget that she tastes like smoke.
They ripped the last transmitter down.
He said he'd make it right for us,
And then transmission failed us.
They ripped the last transmitter down.
He said he'd make it right for us,
And then transmission failed us.
I'm waiting for the model to take off your dress.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
She's a model! Yeah baby she's a model!
And i don't know what was said.
But baby please don't forget that she tastes like smoke.
They ripped the last transmitter down.
He said he'd make it right for us,
And then transmission failed us.
They ripped the last transmitter down.
He said he'd make it right for us,
And then transmission failed us.
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