A shirt tucked out, and your hands tucked in. When dark things come calling, they want you to hear. The sweet humming underground; sleeveless and tired.
A love type thing, a sure type thing.
Keep your ears wide open for the sound of the door. If they want you, they'll take you, and that is for sure. The sweet humming underground; sleeveless and sore.
A love type thing, a sure type thing. A love type thing, a sure type thing. Oh it's a love type thing, a sure type thing. Oh it's a love type thing, a sure type thing.