Letters To Cleo The Dangerous Type
Can I touch you, are you out of touch I guess I never noticed that much Geranium lover, I'm live on your wire Come and take me whoever you are She's a lot like you The dangerous type She's a liot like you Come on and hold me tight Inside angel, always upset Keep on forgetting that we ever met Can I bring you out in the light My curiosity's got me tonight She's a lot like you The dangerous type She's a liot like you Come on and hold me tight The museum directors with their high shaking heads They kick white shadows until they play dead They want to crack your crosswoird smile Can I take you out for awhile She's a lot like you The dangerous type She's a liot like you Come on and hold me tight
