10:15 on a Saturday nightAnd the tap drips under the strip lightAnd I'm sitting in the kitchen sinkAnd the tap drips Drip drip drip... Waiting for the telephone to ringAnd I'm wondering where she's beenAnd I'm crying for yesterdayAnd the tap drips Drip drip drip... It's always the same

No lightNo peopleNo speakNo peopleNo carsNo peopleNo foodNo people StoppedShortGrinding haltEverything's coming to a grinding halt No soundNo peopleNo clocksNo peopleNo fineNo peopleNo meNo people StoppedShortGrinding haltEverything's coming to a grinding haltEverything's coming to a grinding halt Slow downSlow downNo peopleSlow down Everything's coming to aEverything's coming to aEverything's coming to aEverything's coming to a

We sit in the same roomSide by sideI give you the wrong linesFeed you AccuracyAccuracy Look into my eyesWe both smileI kill youWithout trying That'sAccuracyAccuracyAccuracy Practice all day for accuracy Mirror on the wall

The sun rises slowly on another dayThe eastern sky grows coldWinter in water coloursShades of grey SomethingSomething holds meHolds me hypnotized I stare at the window, stare at the windowWaiting for the day to goWinter in water coloursShades of grey

You know you turn me onEyes so wide and legs so longBut don't try to talk to meI won't listen to your liesYou're just an object in my eyesYou're just an object in my eyes Sophisticated smileYou seduce in such fine styleBut don't try to fool me'Cause I can see through your disguiseYou're just an object in my eyesYou're just an object in my eyes But I don't mindJust don't careI've got no objectionsTo you touching me Object, objectObject, objectObject, objectObject, object You know just what to doLick your lips and I want youBut don't try to hold me'Cause I don't want any tiesYou're just an object in my eyesYou're just an object in my eyes But I don't mindNo, I just don't careI got no objectionsTo you touching me there You're just an object, object Object, object You're just an object, object You're just an object

You know you're a cute little heartbreakerYou know you're a sweet little lovemakerI want to take you homeI won't do you no harmYou've got to be all mineAll mine I see you come down on the scene, FoxyYou make me want to get up and scream, Foxy I've made up my mindI'm tired of wastingTired of wasting all my precious timeYou've got to be all mineAll mine I've made up my mindI'm tired of wasting all my precious timeYou've got to be all mineAll mine

Midnight in the subwayShe's on her way homeShe tries hard not to runBut she feels she's not aloneEchoes of footsteps follow close behindBut she dare not turn aroundTurn around

I went into the butchersI said I wanted someMeatPass me some of that steak over thereYou know I lost my heart to a meathook That butcher man was some ladyHe really stole myPass me some of thatSlaughterhouse art I lost my heart to a meathook There's a meathook in my heartTearing me all apartRipping out my insidesBut I just can't get awayI just can'tMeathook

Slowly fading blueThe eastern hollowsCatch the dying sunThe night time followsSilent and blackMirror poolMirrors are the lonely placeWhere I meet you See your headIn the fading lightThrough the darkYour eyes shine bright We burn like fireBurn like fire in CairoBurn like fireBurn like fire in Cairo Shifting crimson veilSilken hipsSlide under my handSwollen lipsWhisper my nameAnd I yearnYou take me in your armsAnd start to burn F.I.R.E.I.N.C.A.I.R.O Then the heat disappearsAnd the mirror fades away F.I.R.E.I.N.C.A.I.R.O Burn like fireBurn like fire in CairoBurn like a fire in CairoBurn like a fire, fire, fireBlaze like a fire in CairoBlaze like fire, fire, fireFlareWe burn like fireBurn like fire in Cairo

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