Turboweekend Sweet Jezebel
You were waiting on the stairs for me
You'd put something in your hair for me
A scent of secret only I could smell
But your face was turned away from me
You were talking to everybody else than me
And your voice rang dark from the bottom of a well
As I fell
Into your spell
Sweet Jezebel
As I fell
Into your spell
Sweet Jezebel
I saw the rush hour stop for you
It didn't seem like it was new to you
My eyes touched your skin like dust and grime
In my dream I heard the word from you
Telling me exactly what to do
For you to turn back the clockworks of your mind
And I fell
Into your spell
Sweet Jezebel
