White Mystery lyrics

Left her at home in the cold London night.
She had nothing on. (not a stich)
Nothing on (not a stich on)
And she stays that way (till I get back)
With all regrets and (till I get back)
Another bottle of Good times

Her body’s under the covers
And there’s nothing wrong with a single inch
In the same position
Laying on her back waiting for a kiss

A kiss that she gets, long and slow
Starts at her toes,and then it goes
And goes, and goes, and goes
And goes, and goes, and goes
And moves slow
And when get to her lips I still have skin to expose

Her body’s under the covers
And there’s nothing wrong with a single inch
And then we change positon
She’s got me on my back
Losing common sense,
They are bright lights x4

You can’t hear the music
But we’re playing the same tune
Each beat every note played perfectly by you
They are bright lights