Tekster: Shakespears Sister. Hormonally Yours. Emotional Thing.

I've seen the world from a first class seat
I've read the bitch and Ulysses
I've tried religion and philosophy
I've walked upon the sea

Now the air is getting thin
You make my senses start to swim
It's just a suicidal whim but I can't resist

An emotional thing, an emotional thing
An emotional thing, an emotional thing

Now isolation can be sweet
No juvenile delinquent heat
I don't have to tell ya where I'm coming from
If I leave my cat suit on

Now the air is getting thin
You make my senses start to spin
It's just a suicidal whim but I can't resist

An emotional thing, an emotional thing
An emotional thing, an emotional thing

Now the air is getting thin
You make my senses start to spin
Now the air is getting thin
You make my senses start to spin
It's just a suicidal whim but I can't resist

An emotional thing, an emotional thing