I want arms around.
I want arms around.
It'll be alright, you can be sure.
Don't crease that perfect curvature.
Soul pirates, drifting in a sea of bliss.
Soul pirates, get your headgear around this.
Don't close the door into your heart.
I want arms around.
I want arms around.
If what you want, ain't what you get,
Intoxicating silhouette.
Soul pirates, drifting in a sea of bliss.
Soul pirates, get your headgear around this.
So all you pretties .... Cut this!!
Your body hugging and desire,
Will emphasize your live wire.
Sophisticated, daring,
It matters what you're wearing.
The likes of Mr. Brummel,
We will not see again.
To polish the soles of your shoes,
With bouvac and champagne.
You let her go three whole times.
I want arms around.
I want arms around.
Just be yourself, a body emphasis.
Just wave that spangled wand of yours,
And glamour IS.
Soul pirates, drifting in a sea of bliss ...
Ooh!
Soul pirates, get your headgear around this.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoaaaa
Whoa, whoa, whoa-ooh whoaaa
Adam Ant