Lyrics #17 - Hoodoo Gurus

#17

May I remind you
May I remind you that you are through
Being the fresh blood
Everyone’s seen the tricks you get up to
It’s so nice, it’s so cold.
Your #17
You have a taste for something
You liked to very long ago
Nothing can equal blazing a trail
Through fields of virgin snow
It’s so warm, it’s so sweet.
Your #17
It’s so firm, it’s so neat.
Your #17
You feel cold, you’re a whiter shade of pale
Truth be told.
Hellhounds on your trail
There goes your final nail
Love is a strange bird
Taking us places we can never dream
Hard to imagine
How does it feel in someone else’s skin?
It’s so cruel, it’s so new.
Your #17
It’s so fresh, it’s all through.
Your #17
You’ve been told
It was in a silent way
You’re too old to go on this way
You really should behave
Or face an early grave
There ain’t a damn thing
I’ll ever say to make you change your mind
So take your fancy
Knowing tomorrow is another time
It' so nice, it’s so cold.
Your #17
It’s so soft, it’s so bold.
Your #17
It’s so warm, it’s so sweet.
Your #17
It’s so firm, it’s so neat.
Your #17
Your #17