Invincible Fixation
I'm afflicted by a criminal fixation
An aching need imprinted on my soul
I can't get enough of that visceral sensation
Without fulfillment I fear I never will be whole
It's much more than innocent admiration
I'll never abandon the chase no matter what the toll
Hey Baby, I see you walking
But it ain't your mouth that's doing all the talking
I see your hips sway, you've got the groove
There's something serpentine about the way you move
I can't take my eyes off; I can't look away
I got to have you in my life every day
I've got a crippling unquenchable fixation
You set up shop and now you live inside my head
It just might be some psychological aberration
Or just some Oedipal kink like good old Sigmund said
If I can find some way to avoid prosecution
Then I just might someday find you in my bed
Hey Baby, I see you walking
But it ain't your mouth that's doing all the talking
I see your hips sway, you've got the groove
There's something serpentine about the way you move
I can't take my eyes off; I can't look away
I got to have you in my life every day
Hey Baby, I see you walking
But it ain't your mouth that's doing all the talking
I see your hips sway, you've got the groove
There's something serpentine about the way you move
I can't take my eyes off; I can't look away
I got to have you in my life every day
An aching need imprinted on my soul
I can't get enough of that visceral sensation
Without fulfillment I fear I never will be whole
It's much more than innocent admiration
I'll never abandon the chase no matter what the toll
Hey Baby, I see you walking
But it ain't your mouth that's doing all the talking
I see your hips sway, you've got the groove
There's something serpentine about the way you move
I can't take my eyes off; I can't look away
I got to have you in my life every day
I've got a crippling unquenchable fixation
You set up shop and now you live inside my head
It just might be some psychological aberration
Or just some Oedipal kink like good old Sigmund said
If I can find some way to avoid prosecution
Then I just might someday find you in my bed
Hey Baby, I see you walking
But it ain't your mouth that's doing all the talking
I see your hips sway, you've got the groove
There's something serpentine about the way you move
I can't take my eyes off; I can't look away
I got to have you in my life every day
Hey Baby, I see you walking
But it ain't your mouth that's doing all the talking
I see your hips sway, you've got the groove
There's something serpentine about the way you move
I can't take my eyes off; I can't look away
I got to have you in my life every day
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Writer(s): William Hirons
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