DANCE DANCE CHRISTA PAFFGEN

She's got the time says she got time on her side

Running the room commanding the late boys' eyes

She runs around, knows all the streets by name

So mysterious, shadows meet James Dean

She's intoxicating, soon your favorite drink

YOUR BLACK DRESS IN DISARRAY

Only dance floor prayers can save

Temperatures rise and I start to move

But it's you that's coursing through my veins

Say she's got hope took shelter to the Hollywood list, taking control

Wanted my heart but I gave her my soul

She's like a Paige Davis with a Monroe kiss

Disappeared today, Left no trace

But someday I'll know your name

Don't need no drugs, you're my chemical

Now I'm dependent, swear I'm clinical

Addicted to those glances, taking chances tonight I need a fix in those heroin eyes

She's no saint, She's no saint, Shes no saint

But she'll take you to your knees

Try her boy, but she'll still do what she please

Do you believe in science? She's perfect chemistry

She wanted my love but I gave her the rest of me

If London's calling don't you dare pick up the phone

ONLY YOU ENTWINED COULD MAKE THIS ORPHAN FEEL AT HOME

Lips that need no introduction, but now waiting for your call

If a picture's worth a thousand words

Then your touch is worth them all Worth them all

-stephen christian