Lyrics

We are, we are romanced in fascination Sinfully sated in every incarnation, Typically farcical in every situation But look what you can do with a little imagination. Feeling like we've never felt Smelling like we've never smelt If only the booze tasted as good as it felt We'd be holding on to buckled belts for hot love now. We are, we are reeling in our feelings In love, we trust 'till we go bust, it's heavenly appealing There's no sense in dressing up 'Cos it's time to get revealing And look at what you can do when you're swinging from the ceiling. Feeling like we've never felt Smelling like we've never smelt If only the booze tasted as good as it felt We'd be holding on to buckled belts for hot love now. Every painted puckered lip Every pouting nipple tip Every time you trip, I trip, we trip Feeling like we've never felt Smelling like we've never smelt If only the booze tasted as good as it felt We're be holding on to buckled belts Feeling like we've never felt Smelling like we've never smelt Here we go we don't need no help We're holding on to buckled belts Here they come now heaven knows Trying on their sister's clothes For hot love now! Hot love now! Hot love now! Hot love now!
Writer(s): Martin Richard Gilks, Miles Stephen Hunt, Malcolm Roy Treece, Martin Bell, Paul Clifford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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