Lyrics Dossier - Neneh Cherry

Dossier

She was standing at the tail when he came up and gave her his number
It’s not the start of the story 'cos it took him an age to do that woh
When she noticed this guy it kinda took her out of her slumber
He came in and turned round, went out, then he came back
Then he left, the moment passed, she soon forgot
The weeks went by, she didn’t give him another thought
Until one day she reached a hand inside her coat
And found the number he had written on that note
All the way, dossier, ???
is on the ceiling
Clap your hands, nod your head, got to love it another day
See a head, let’s forget, like a thread out of it
(Go down, reach down low, get low, get dark, baby drag yo booty on the floor)
Making whips, fashion grips, taste the lips, that’s incredible
(Go down, reach down low, get low, get dark, baby drag yo booty on the floor)
He stepped up to her and gave her a slip with his number
All humble and shy, this some serious guy went to sleep
He asked her if she had a man in her life to encumber
A date with himself if she didn’t think him a freak
What did she do?
What did she think?
What did she choose?
She called him up and arranged to meet, wore her nice new shoes
And now they meet every night beside their beds
And clean their teeth before they climb into their heads
All the way, dossier, ???
is on the ceiling
Clap your hands, nod your head, got to love it another day
See a head, let’s forget, like a thread out of it
Making whips, fashion grips, taste the lips, that’s incredible
Like a knife, cuff your life, throw the slight man away