Temple
The dance floor's a temptressCan't make out what your sayingBut you rub me the right wayWith your child-like persuasion
I got my hands in my pocketsAnd I'm crossing my fingersShe'll find I'm a simpleStone washed up and so slow
I'd take one in the templeI'd take one for youI'd take one in the temple (temple)I'd take one for youI'd take one in the temple (temple)I'd take one for you
I feel all amiss nowI'm tossed in the scatterAnd your eyes keep on shiftingTo the boys that don't matterI've got my hands in my pocketsI'm still crossing my fingers
I'd take one in the templeI'd take one for youI'd take one in the temple (temple)I'd take one for youI'd take one in the temple (temple)I'd take one for you
I've got my hands in my pocketsAnd I'm crossing my fingersI just want to be noticedI just want to be noticed
I'd take one in the temple (temple)I'd take one for youI'd take one in the temple (temple)I'd take one for youI'd take one in the templeI'd take one for youI'd take one in the temple (temple)I'd take one for you