Is that you Is that is that really you
To call between my lips
Two kangaroo fingers
Push through and scratch my back in rhythm
Slow foot slow fast
Waiting for a night to wrap around us
I could go in there
Get some sweet stuff
All these things in me
In me
All these things in me
In me
Is that you Is that is that really you
To hold beneath my skin
Two numbers click between her touch
When you pull me down into them
Rising and rising
Through the inside of a glass eye painting
Calling me in there
Get that sweet stuff
All these things in me
In me
All these things in me
In me
Vocoder stuff
Did you walk around the stairs
Is that you Is that is that really you
To crawl between my lips
Two kangaroo fingers
Push through and scratch my back in rhythm
Slow foot slow fast
Waiting for a night to wrap around us
I could go in there
Get some sweet stuff
All these things in me
All these things in me