For We are the misbegotten Live with me through dark and light On a journey into the unknown While we feel wild tonight I met a poet in a hotel Just the other night He said he lived in Aberdeen And would I like to take his life
Then I found two girls In matching bathing suits While he would like to dye my hair At least let me do your roots It seems lately I've been struck With what I really am You can't see it in a picture Or in a photograph
But I like the way you touch me
I like The way you touch me
I like The way you touch me (Touch me touch me touch me touch me)
Writer/s: Anthony Paul Rogers, Jon Brookes, Mark Vincent Collins, Martin Victor Blunt, Timothy Allan Burgess
Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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