All Over You

The Buzzcocks

Composição de: Pete Shelley
I'm a poor man deep in my pocket 
But in my heart I'm a millionaire 
But a perfect sense of direction 
Ain't no use if you're going nowhere 
You're like a whacky man's walk on 
And you think I have eccentric ideas 
Better latent than never 
Just that thought keeps me warm through your fears 
When you kiss do you keep your eyes open 
I'd love to linger on the taste of your tongue 
Would our souls be in immanent danger 
I can't see how what we could do could be wrong 
A sandwich short of a picnic 
Trying hard to save the wages of sin 
It helps if you think quick 
When the razor feels soft to your skin 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
Looking for love let me make you an offer 
That's as tender as a tender can be 
Give me a ring or just drop me a postcard 
And turn my fantasy to reality 
A nasty stain on the carpet 
Perfectly matches all the ones in my bed 
Instead of grinding your gusset 
Why not give me the pleasure instead 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
[SOLO] 
You're like a whacky man's walk on 
And you think I have eccentric ideas 
Better latent than never 
Just that thought keeps me warm through your fears 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
There's one more thing I just gotta say 
The very thought of which drives me insane 
You keep saying that we're over again and again and again 
I guess I'd better be resigned that you've up your mind 
And if you never wanna see me again 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you 
I wanna be all over all over you
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