That voodoo that you do. The shimmy lights through you. And no one can voodoo the voodoo. You do, do to me, yeah. . I'm sorry if I'm not that tough. But not that tough is tough enough.
It's at times like these the great Heaven knows. That we wish we had not so many clothes. So let's loosen up with a playful tease. Like all lovers did through the centuries.
Stand and deliver. . I'm the dandy highway man who you're too scared to mention. I spend my cash on looking flash and grabbing your attention. The devil take your stereo and your record collection.
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. Now I don't go to much on names. No, I don't go to much on names. When there's spanish games. You can play if you want to. Always try to look our best.
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. Every girl is a something girl. Every girl is a something girl. Every girl is a something girl. She's got something. Every girl is a something girl.
Who will I have to be. For you to be the one. So we can start a fire. Until the day comes. I'll be waiting here. If it takes forever. I will look to see.
The Greek, the Gypsy, the Italian. And the pole, took a look around. Chewed up the gauntlet, spat it out. Raised them to the ground. . Scorpio rising.
I remember you stepped in the store. And you kept me standing in one place for way too long. And there you smiled at me but all that I could say was just.
Adam Ant/Andre Cymone. . Down in the jungle. Feeling very fat. You better hit the floor. and give me twenty. And the girls sing. Shackshoowowboomlaggalagga.
Once is never enough, never is never was. Here and now is all that counts. Here and now in large amounts. Be beautiful but shut up. The going can be real tough.
Did you ever wake up in the morning. With a freight train running through your head?. An empty whiskey bottle by your pillow. And a burned out unfinished cigarette.
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. Rip down up and down. The night kept coming in. There was nothing I could do. To stop your suffering. Well it hardly does you fair.
Hey hey, hey. . Whatever you say babe don't you know?. I'm not afraid cause i know just where to go. I'm loving you baby all the time. I know that love will find a place.
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. Well it's a dopey mopey. Doop-de-boop civilian time. It's all mine. And it's a dopey mopey. Doop-de-boop civilian time. It's all mine.
Headed for the heartache. You took my love and broke it. Torn it and provoked it. As I trusted. Your charming little ways. And all those lies of praise.
Don't you ever, don't you ever. Stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome. Don't you ever, don't you ever. Stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome.
Lost in time I can't count the words. I said when I thought they went unheard. all of those harsh thoughts so unkind. 'cos I wanted u. . And now I sit here I'm all alone.
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. What do you wear in bed?. Some headphones on my head. What do you like to hold?. My breath, she said.. (He's a playboy). Hi there, haven't I seen you somewhere before?.
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. All I thought I wanted was a front door. All I thought I wanted was a place in the country. Now I realise I wanted so much more.
Adam Ant/Andre Cymone. . Down in Piccadilly down in West One. They dress like Laurence Harvey. The immaculate son. She looks good and lovely. A sight for all to see.