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Graffiti My Soul Lyrics - What Will The Neighbours Say - Girls Aloud

Spike heels and skin tight jeans 

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

Spike heels and skin tight jeans 

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

Spike heels and skin tight jeans 

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

 

I'm hanging on a wire 

Spike heels and skin tight jeans 

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

Come baby, come you know what I mean 

And the drum beats 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 D-J's playing my song 

Why don't you take me head on? 

We should be getting somewhere 

Some kind of cool an affair 

Don't act as if you don't care 

You dream of touching me 

 

Your kisses taste of cyanide 

And that's no good for me 

An open hearted suicide 

Ain't my philosophy 

A walking talking mannequin 

And never questions anything 

I've got to say 

 

No more explanations 

You're never gonna know 

You killed my reputation 

I've come to help you know 

No more conversation 

On top of the world 

Dangerous occupation 

Talking to a girl 

 

I'm complicated 

And I celebrate it 

Not entertaining 

But you're fascinated 

I'm complicated 

And I celebrate it 

Don't entertain it 

But you're fascinated 

(And nothing more) 

 

Dance if you want till the dirty is done 

'cause we're stars at the dead of the night but 

If you're looking for romance, there's a chance 

Reflecting the sun then I'm gonna put up a fight 

Dance if you want til you fall out of space and 

Crash in the back of the car 

But if you want to have my keys and my cash 

Don't push my love too far 

 

I'm hanging on a wire 

Spike heels and skin tight jeans 

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

Come baby, come you know what I mean 

And the drum beats 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 

 

Come baby, come 

Graffiti my soul 

Baby come baby, come 

Graffiti my soul 

And the drum beats 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 

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