Lyrics Hunters & Collectors

Hunters & Collectors

Talking To A Stranger

Souvent pour s'amuser les hommes d'equipage

And it's like talking to a stranger

Remember the panic in its delectable face, when I touched it

It was like talking to a stranger

Venetian candles penetrated its heart

It trembles like talking to a stranger

And Oh Miss Jesus tell me where are your black eyes?

Your baby was talking to a stranger, no no.

Souvent pour s'amuser les hommes d'equipage

And it's like talking to a stranger

You tasted mustard when she painted your face

And it was like talking to a stranger

And Oh Miss Jesus tell me where are your black eyes?

Your baby was talking to a stranger

Souvent pour s'amuser les hommes d'equipage

And it's like talking to a stranger.

Souvent pour s'amuser les hommes d'equipage

And it's like talking to a stranger

You tasted mustard when she painted your face

And it was like talking to a stranger

Remember the panic in its delectable face, when you touched it

It was like talking to a stranger

And Oh Miss Jesus tell me where are your black eyes?

Your baby was talking to a stranger.

You're talking to a stranger

You're talking to a stranger, no no.