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Crimes Of Passion Lyrics

[FONT=Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial][SIZE=-1] Her hand slipped down, into the moistness of herself,
She pulled her knees up, spread-eagled on the bed.
Her chenille bathrobe, torn down the side,
He was a willing victim, he couldn't resist her.

The shower still dripping, coffee table overturned
The gun still smoking, scream caught in her throat.
Her lungs still burning, her temple throbbing,
She reached for a crumpled pack and lit up a smoke.

There's no limit to the depths you can sink to,
There's no limit to the heights you can climb,
Crimes of passion,
Crimes of passion,
Crimes.

Crimes, (crimes of passion),
(Crimes), crimes,
(Crimes of passion).

Johnny and Eddie lay in bed, their limbs entwined,
The air full of the sickly sweet smell of Amyl.
Their tanned bodies bathed in sweat,
They looked like two young gods,
Writhing in the throes of ecstasy.

Billy ran in, pulled out a knife,
Screaming defiance, Johnny begged for his life (Too late)
Eddie got Billy in a strangle hold,
Pushed his face into a blood-stained pillow.

There's no limit to the depths you can sink to,
There's no limit to the heights you can climb,
Crimes of passion,
Crimes of passion,
Crimes.

Crimes, (crimes of passion),
(Crimes), crimes,
(Crimes of passion).
(Crimes), crimes, (crimes of passion).
(Crimes), crimes, (crimes of passion).

(Crimes) There's no limit to the depths you can sink to, (Crimes of passion)
There's no limit to the heights you can climb,

(Crimes) No limit to the depths you can sink to, (Crimes of passion)
There's no limit to the heights you can climb,

(Crimes) No limit to the depths you can sink to, (Crimes of passion)
There's no limit to the heights you can climb,

(Crimes) No limit to the depths you can sink to, (Crimes of passion)
There's no limit to the heights you can climb,

(Crimes) No limit to the depths you can sink to, (Crimes of passion)
There's no limit to the heights you can climb,

(Crimes) No limit to the depths you can sink to, (Crimes of passion)
There's no limit to the heights you can climb,

(Crimes) No limit to the depths you can sink to, (Crimes of passion)
There's no limit to the heights you can climb,

(Crimes) No limit to the depths you can sink to, (Crimes of passion)
There's no limit to the heights you can climb, [/SIZE][/FONT]
 
All Touch Lyrics

[FONT=Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial][SIZE=-1]I pushed, her tense face, away from me-ee
I pushed, her tense face away from me
The hard smile, the voice going on
Like a razor blade on glass
All touch, but no contact
It hit me like, it hit me like
It hit me like a slap, oh-oh-oh, all touch
All touch, all touch and no co-ontact

I pushed, his hand, away from me-ee
I pushed, his ha-and away from me
Splintering fragments of conversation
Never got down to cold hard fa-acts
All touch, but no contact
It stabbed me like, it stabbed me like
A knife in the back, oh-oh-oh, all touch
All touch, all touch and no co-ontact

Tense my body for the final attack
Oh-oh-oh, all touch
All touch, all touch and no co-ontact

I pushed, her tense face, away from me-ee
I pushed, her tense face away from me
The hard smile, the voice going on
Like a razor blade on glass
All touch, but no contact
It hit me like, it hit me like
It hit me like a slap, oh-oh-oh, all touch
All touch, all touch and no co-ontact

Challenging eyes over the rim of a cocktail glass
Hoping I'd react, oh-oh-oh
All touch, all touch and no co-ontact
It stabbed me like, it stabbed me like
A knife in the back, oh-oh-oh, all touch
All touch, all touch and no co-ontact

Tense my body for the final attack
Oh-oh-oh, all touch
All touch, all touch and no co-ontact [/SIZE][/FONT]
 

[FONT=Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial][SIZE=-1]She's a cool blonde scheming bitch,
She make my body twitch, walking down the corridor.
You can hear her stilettos click,
I want her so much I feel sick.
The girl can't help it,
She really can't help it now.

It's like a high school,
A high school confidential.
A high school, a high school confidential.

Teenage Brando's stop her in the halls,
They tease her with cat calls.
She's a combination
Anita Ekbert, Mamie Van Jorne.

Dagmar high school confidential.
A high school, a high school confidential.

What's the principal doing with her?
Who's the guy? Is he screwing with her?
What's her perfume? Tigress by Faberge.
It make me cream my jeans when she come my way.

A high school, a high school confidential.
A high school, a high school confidential.

She drive a candy pink Cadillac,
If I don't get her soon I'll have a heart attack.
When she passes me a look
I wanna burn my books, give up high school.

Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well
A high school, a high school confidential.
A high school, a high school confidential.
A high school, high school confidential.
A high school, high school confidential. [/SIZE][/FONT]
 
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