Tekster: Culture Club. Kissing To Be Clever. Love Twist.

Footsteps movements finding people
Clutch to the forbidden soul
Twisting words
to find a reason
How am I supposed to throw
Questions that I cannot answer
Watch those boys
they dance and go
Hung up like the rules that made them
I'll be gone before you know
If I cry
Let me be told
Or give me something
That I can hold
Rhythms take me
Do I need it
Will we kiss, will you let go
Twisting hearts oh how we bleed them
How am I supposed to throw
Memories from where I keep them
Words will only make us slow
We are brave
on the assumption
She'll be back
before you know
If I cry
Let me go
Or give me something
That I can hold
Toast:
bbrreecom, one selection shock attack
I chant for the white and black
bbbrrr/ let me tell ya
Let me tell you
Let me tell you 'bout love
Let me tell you
Let me tell you 'bout love
It's sweet like sugar
It's pretty like a dove
rrrrrrrrrr (RIGHT)
But me say
B it is for Babylon
F it is for fall
Me chant it pon a mike
Me bring dis love
to one and all
Because I love ya (SSSSPRUNGDIDDLYDIDDLYLUV, YA)
rrrrrrrrr(RIGHT)
And when you see me come
No bother sight up what you see
You sight a natty dreadlocks
Just me flashing down the street
WE DEAL IN LOVE