Nine Lives — текст песни (The Time)

Nine lives.

This is the `90s and I need a lover with nine lives.
With my bad self. If I really had nine lives.
Ouh, ouh. If I really...
Sing Stella

(chorus)
If I really had nine lives. I`d want a lover that controlled my mind.
Someone who knows about the heavenly sin. How to kill with love again, again and again.

When she calls me on the phone, she`ll ask if I`m alone.
Standin` at my door, lookin` mega-fine. A heck-a-pump body sayin`: Good time.
When all the others talk plenty of jive, my lover talks about nine lives.
The first to promise I`ll die from the heat, generated from the moment that our eyes meet.

(repeat chorus)

With my bad self.

Life number three and number for are spent makin` love on the magic floor.
It`s got no walls so all can see. The way real love is supposed to be.
Don`t be ashamed, my lover said. Then she says "Mmm, I betcha I`m mega-jammin`".
Life number five, six and seven. Need you to ask, go like heaven.

(repeat chorus)

With my bad self. Control me.

If I really had nine lives. I`d want a lover that controlled my mind.

To kill with love, we`d never die. We`d never long for, we`d never cry.
If we live for havin` each other`s touch. It`s never too little, it`s never too much.
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With my bad self.
With my... with my bad self.

If I really had... if I really had... if I really had nine lives.

This is the `90s, and everybody wants a lover.
A life-long lover with nine lives.

This is the `90s.
Sing Stella.

Call me up on the phone.
I`ll be here all alone.
I`ll be waitin` on you, baby.
I`ll be waitin` on you and your nine lives.

Silence...