Haywire Lyrics - Cradle To The Grave - Squeeze

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 

Ooo 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 

Ooo I feel something new 

There's steam coming out of my ears 

My toes curl in my shoes 

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 

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