Lust 4 U
Bobby O
Lust for you
Lust
Lust for you
Lust
Lust
You with the tight dress on (Lust)
And your patent leather pumps (Lust)
One look is not enough (Lust)
And your push up bra (Lust)
You're taking no prisoners (Lust)
Too many takers, no givers (Lust)
They are cannibals all (Lust)
And still they lust for you, lust for you
There you sit with your cross legs (Lust)
Are you trying to get me to beg? (Lust)
When romance turns into dread I'll run to you
Baby, I lust for you, I lust for you
I lust for you, I lust for you
I, I embrace noghting
'Cause othing means anything
And everything means nothing
And still they lust for you (Lust), lust for you (Lust)
They lust for you (Lust), lust for you (Lust)
Lust (Lust)
Lust (Lust)
Lust