Memories, there's a reason not to know Our wet dreams are the reason we go Where the wild angels go To lose the time, to lose their minds
They crawl up to catch you from behind It's feeling you up just when the twilight curtains come to call It turns you on until the darkness gives way to the dawn
Memories, there's a reason not to know Our wet dreams are the reason that we go Where the wild, wild angels go To lose the time, to lose their minds
They crawl up to catch you from behind It's feeling you up just when the twilight curtains come to call It turns you on until the darkness gives way to the dawn
It's feeling you up just when the twilight curtains come to call It turns you on until the darkness gives way to the dawn
Try, little girl Try it twice, little girl It's nice, little girl