Made a phone call The things I saw Why don't you come over I Need a lover now
I'm getting on my Feet again But then You just send in all the smoke Well come on honey I Really need you Isn't it funny how I Know you need me too I'm getting tired Why don't you pick up the phone
[Chorus] (Note: The first time, 'I felt a sudden fright' doesn't sound correct, but the second time the chorus comes around, it is clear) Under a streetlight I felt a sudden fright I guess I can't fight Something that's not right Maybe I should shout How come I never like my beat To my art (NOTE: I think that insetead of being "How come I never like my beat To my art" it is "How can an offer like mine be denied")
Come on honey I Really needed you Isn't it funny how I Know you need me too You're really lucky I'm slightly into you