Graffiti My Soul lyrics

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby

I'm hanging on a wire

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way

Baby come, baby come you know what I mean

And the drumbeats rising higher

Bang goes my self control

I've got your name on my face

Your face on my mind

Baby come, baby come graffiti my soul

We should be getting it on

Fly DJ's playing my song

Why don't you take me head on?

We should be getting somewhere

Some kind of cool love affair

Don't act as if you don't care

(You dream of touching me there)

Your kisses taste of cyanide

And that's no good for me

An open hearted suicide

Ain't my philosophy

I need a walking talking mannequin

That simply folds away

And never questions anything

I've got to say

N-n-n-n-n-n-no more explanations

You're never gonna know

You coulda k-k-k-k-killed my reputation

I don't do heavy loads

N-n-n-n-n-n-no more conversation

You c-c-cant carve up the world

It's a d-d-d-d-d-dangerous occupation

Talking to a girl

I'm complicated

And I celebrate it

You're getting jaded

But you're fascinated

I'm complicated (out the bedroom, down the stairs)

And I celebrate it (along the carpet, no one cares)

You tell me you hate it (on the table, on to the floor)

But you're fascinated (it's procreation, and nothing more)

D-d-d-d-d-dance if you want, till the dirty is done

Coz we're stars in the dead of the night

But, if you're looking for romance or a chance to reflect in the sun

Baby, I'm gonna put up a fight

And you can d-d-d-d-d-dance if you want till you fall out of space

And you crash in the back of the car

But if you wanna have the kids and the cash then get out of my face

Don't push my love too far

I'm hanging on a wire

Spike heels and skin tight jeans

I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way

Baby come, baby come you know what I mean

And the drumbeats rising higher

Bang goes my self control

I've got your name on my face

Your face on my mind

Baby come, baby come graffiti my soul

Baby come, baby come graffiti my soul

Baby come, baby come graffiti my soul

And the drumbeats rising higher

Bang goes my self control

I've got your name on my face

Your face on my mind

Baby come, baby come graffiti my soul

• Artist:Girls Aloud
• Album:What Will The Neighbours Say? [2004]; Girls A Live [2008]