You were writhing on the floor Like a moth in molasses
Who ever taught you to move your body like that?
Gooses pimpled, yelled Spanish Like some out of date acid
Who ever taught you to scream like that?
Maybe someday I could move like yo u But I'm not looking for a Holy Ghost
Maybe someday I can scream like you But I'm not looking for a Holy Ghost
You were crying on the shoulders Of the men in the shadows
Who ever taught you to sell your sex like that?
I'm thinking through halo's In a stained glass window
Jesus Stranger are as strange as that?'
Maybe someday I could move But I'm not looking for a Holy Ghost
Maybe someday I can scream like you But I'm not looking for a Holy Ghost
Maybe someday I could move But I'm not looking for a Holy Ghost
Maybe someday I can scream like you But I'm not looking for a Holy Ghost
I've got your lips I've got your kisses I've got your tongues