A light snow is falling on London. All sign of the living has gone. The last train pulls into the station. And no-one gets off and no-one gets on. . Don't hate me.
First time I felt it, think I was five years old. I was scared, had a nightmare. Momma was there for me to hold. Daddy, he was different, he never said it much.
When I need some kissin'. Some womanly attention. I know exactly right where its at. She's got a way of losin' all her inhibitions. A man could get used to lovin' like that.