Tangled In The Web

(альбом: Lynch Mob - 1992)

There's a feeling
Little left of heaven
Shook me when you looked my way
Can't believe it
Legs that run forever
Love to know you better
Any time, any place

Falling, falling
I'm falling under your spell
Calling, calling
If you leave me lonely
And you take away
The things that I love
Got a bad emotion
Tangled in the web of your love

Hypnotising
My temperature's rising
Sweat rolls
From my head to your lips
No surprises
No, now nothing disguises
The dangerous curve of your hips

Falling, falling
I'm falling under your spell
Calling, calling
If you leave me lonely
And you take away
The things that I love
Got a bad emotion
Tangled in the web of your love

If you see me coming
Better run and find
A place you can hide
Got a mad desire
Burning up my loving inside (yeah)
Oh, burning up my loving inside

Ooh baby, yeah

Falling, falling
I'm falling under your spell
Calling, calling
If you leave me lonely
And you take away
The things that I love
Got a bad emotion
Tangled in the web of your love

If you see me coming
Better run and find
A place you can hide
Got a mad desire
Burning up my loving inside (yeah)
Oh, burning up my loving inside

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tangled in the web of your love