The Fall Of Radio

Lyrics

all dressed up and no place to go so turn the lights down low
all dressed up and no place to go so turn the lights down low

sinners aren’t we all
you take your money home
my little woman
let me see it all
your red lips
your turn first
you really turn me on

and it's the sin that kills baby
a little telephone call can save me
a little chill that always tells me
a little kiss and she won't even feel me

you try and have it all
your little summer
a little shaken' now
amen
she'll make you feel her now
soul so bared

and it the sin that kills baby
all dressed up and no place to go
turn the lights down low baby
and then tell me, tell me sit down

you try and have it all
your little summer
a little shaken now
give a little soul
she'll make you feel her now
soul so bared
you really turn me on