I doesn´t feel right The lights are too bright I´m feeling uptight in my sensual world I need to be you I need to breathe too
I need to see through life With these sensitive words
I could blame it on you I could blame it on my instincts I could blame it on the train to the plane The boat to the shore So tell me what´s the answer
No trouble in my face There´s not one anxious voice You know I can´t listen I can´t listen You say that you are everything Do you taste good So c´mon, c´mon, c´mon C´mon, c´mon, c´mon
No air around me I need to feel free I´m private property In my sensual world No indecisions I have a vision There´s no collision there With these sensitive words
I could blame it on you I could blame it on my instincts I could blame it on the train to the plane The boat to the shore So tell me what´s the answer
No trouble in my face There´s not one anxious voice You know I can´t listen
I can´t listen You say that you are everything Do you taste good So c´mon, c´mon, c´mon C´mon, c´mon, c´mon (x3)
All from too much choice yeh yeh
I could blame it on the train to the plane The boat to the shore So tell me what´s the answer
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