Fits Like A Glove

(альбом: Lick It Up - 1983)

Ain't a cardinal sin
Baby let me in
Girl I'm gonna treat you right
Well goodness sakes
My snake's alive and it's ready to bite

Hornet's nest
Lay me down to rest
Ooh I wanna shed my skin
I got the urge to merge
You're cold as ice, baby won't you let me in

Night scenes
Wet dreams
Enough to make you drool
And fire, fire, fire for the fuel

Don't like to dress, talk too good, but I found my queen
Not too clean, know what I like, if you know what I mean

Baby, baby, guess you win the prize
Maybe, baby, where the sun never shines

This must be love
Fits like a glove
Well it must be love, it must be love
Fits like a glove, fits like a glove

Feel the heat
Driver's seat
My blessing is my curse
Think I'm gonna burst, a gonna burst, a gonna burst

Night scenes
Wet dreams
Enough to make you drool
And fire, fire, fire for the fuel

Ooh baby, babe, fits like a glove
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Fits like a glove, fits like a glove

'Cause when I go through her
It's just like a hot knife through butter, ooh yeah

Baby, baby, guess you win the prize
Maybe, baby, where the sun never shines

Fits like a glove, well it must be love
It must be love, fits like a glove
Fits like a glove, well it must be love
It must be love
Fits like a glove