Lyrics French Kicks

French Kicks

1985

Another night, said I have to calm down

Another day, be another red light... yeahhh

I heard the sounds see I heard this on the one tell me

In my hand, whoa-oh, your hand

And everytime we stop see you get a little fill its all over there

I know I know

I waited on the feelin' I waited all the time

I hate the sort of feeling when there's someone else in mind

And its the time for killing

By hearing all the time

Drive me out of line (fashion), and I was color-blind

What do what I hear you say

Maybe never want it see at all, noooooo

It sounds like a mind too empty findin' in my hand

Whoaaa-oh your hand

And we got out just barely alive

Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh

I waited on the feelin' I waited all the time

I hate the sort of feeling when there's someone else in mind

And its the time for killing

By hearing all the time

Another notice, out on the phone-line

(line clashes wonder what the catch is)

Do you want to hang this, me on the clothes-line

(now I'm feeling... really such a fine time)

I'm glad I relate to you

Glad I'm that glad I'm too

No I don't mind you

I'm keeping in mind

Glad I relate to you

Glad I resolve to you

Ahh