Urges — текст песни (Thomas Dolby)

Early evening he get these urges
Skin tension under leatherette
A back bar somewhere in clubland
Cigarillo and the scene is set
See the bodies - now things`re moving
Little twitches people can`t explain
Young bodies, listen to them talking
New languagism in their veins

Same face in a new situation
The mirrorball holds mesmerised -
He looks around, he`s the new Clark Gable...

Urges, urges - he get these urges
Don`t wanna talk about -
Heartfelt urges - he get these urges
He`s not supposed to talk about
Urges, urges - these restless urges
he don`t wanna talk about -
Urges, urges - can`t stop the urges
Lock them out.

She`s here, the heat is rising
He move slowly she`s a china doll
By degrees, he`ll loosen her composure -
She knows he knows she knows he knows.
One word to the man in the pulpit
She start twitching and she can`t sit still
Seven inches of a black star liner ...

Try to contain the stuff that`s in your body
Bit silly when your head`s no good
When you`re ashamed of things about your body
You keep drinking like you knew you would
In the footlight the ape in motion
Spins circles all across the floor -
Mouth the words, assume the positions
For a second we can fool them all
girl this time it`s a new sensation
It`s never been this way before.
I look at you and I feel half human ...