From the recording False Saint
Lyrics
Oooh, I see you move,
A serpents slither, With a groove.
Me, you Private room
Sweat still drippin’ off your body.
Oooh, she’s a sight to see,
Satisfaction guaranteed.
Sweet dreams making love
Hungry for the taste of your honey.
Sinful eyes of ectstasy,
got the devils hold on me.
She said come on in
I’ve got what you need.
Gonna make you happy
gonna make you bleed.
A house that’s built by Adams Eve,
sellin’ lies that a fool believes.
Right or wrong we never say,
my kind of place
I’m on my way.
Coz’ tonight I feel a little bit naughty
Hungry for the taste of her body.
If loves for sale I’ll be sure to pay,
Gonna make my way to the Cabaret.
Her mystery has got me good,
Her heavy breathin’ got me in the mood.
On a bed of roses tonight I’ll lay,
When I make my way to the Cabaret.
One night I can’t forget,
Just can’t seem to get enough of it.
Cupid’s arrow hit me hard,
Feelin’ sorrows sweet release.
Watch out here she comes
Turn the music up to maximum.
Come now baby take my heart,
Ready to be torn apart.
Sinful eyes of ectstasy,
got the devils hold on me.
She said come on in
I’ve got what you need.
Gonna make you happy
gonna make you bleed.
A house that’s built by Adams Eve,
sellin’ lies that a fool believes.
Right or wrong we never say,
my kind of place
I’m on my way.
Coz’ tonight I feel a little bit naughty
Hungry for the taste of her body.
If loves for sale I’ll be sure to pay,
Gonna make my way to the Cabaret.
Her mystery has got me good,
Her heavy breathin’ got me in the mood.
On a bed of roses tonight I’ll lay,
When I make my way to the Cabaret.
So come now baby
Won’t you turn me on.
Let me buy your lies
Till the hurt is gone.
With the beat rocksteady
Won’t you make go
Oh… oh… oh…..
If the price is right
Can I be your man.
In your champagne glass
Is my wedding band.
Gonna lose my mind
In the temple of sin tonight….
Sinful eyes of ectstasy,
got the devils hold on me.
She said come on in
I’ve got what you need.
Gonna make you happy
gonna make you bleed.
A house that’s built by Adams Eve,
sellin’ lies that a fool believes.
Right or wrong we never say,
my kind of place
I’m on my way.
Coz’ tonight I feel a little bit naughty
Hungry for the taste of her body.
If loves for sale I’ll be sure to pay,
Gonna make my way to the Cabaret.
Her mystery has got me good,
Her heavy breathin’ got me in the mood.
On a bed of roses tonight I’ll lay,
When I make my way to the Cabaret.
