Testo di The Hickey Underworld

Hysteria from the stereo Yeah, Something coming from the stereo I've got a little black book names & numbers and faces forsook, lips puckered, I swear they never spoke, put your lips to my neck for a key to the action index, the secret sign that says your mine, CALL I'll give you back your dime Hysteria from the stereo Yeah, Something coming out of the stereo something stung me with malaria, hysteria is coming out of her stereo Action, Action, Action - don't you want some? Action, Action, Action Underneath the collar, is where it begins the wearer of the mark of the love of pain, beneath the sheets, under the covers, is where it all begins. Hysteria from the stereo Yeah, something coming out of the stereo Yeah, something stung me with malaria, hysteria is coming out of her stereo Action, Action, Action - don't you want some? Action, Action, Action - don't you want some action?