Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Haywire, artist - Squeeze. Album song Cradle To The Grave, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 20.09.2015
Record label: Love
Song language: English
Haywire |
I’m thinking about the images |
Stored in my memory bank |
I’m lost inside a paradise |
My mind goes all blank |
And on the floor a leopard skin |
Ooh she’s all legs and lips |
I’ve one ear on the kitchen door |
Where dad was preparing drinks |
My hormones have gone haywire |
My temperature is right off the gauge |
I’m so scared my mum will find out |
What I’m doing so I quickly turn the page |
I’m thinking about the images |
That I had inside my head |
There’s not much to imagine |
To that centre spread |
She looks at me seductively |
Ooh, I feel something new |
There’s steam coming out of my ears |
My toes curl in my shoes |
My hormones have gone haywire |
My temperature is right off the gauge |
I’m so scared my mum will find out |
What I’m doing so I quickly turn the page |
In a covert operation |
I head towards the shops |
I had a fascination |
That I didn’t want to stop |
Inside a comic a magazine |
Then I walked out of the door |
And swiftly made my way home |
I’m thinking about the images |
My teenage self enjoyed |
Those dangerous excursions |
Took the man out of the boy |
The women I encountered there |
Became good friends and stuck |
Together in the pages to see |
A teenage boy thunderstruck |
My hormones have gone haywire |
My temperature is right off the gauge |
I’m so scared my mum will find out |
What I’m doing so I quickly turn the page… |