Can I touch you, are you out of touch

I guess I never noticed that much

Geranium lover, I'm live on your wire

Come and take me whoever you are



She's a lot like you

The dangerous type

She's a lot like you

Come on and hold me tight



Inside angel, always upset

Keeps on forgetting that we ever met

Can I bring you out in the light

My curiosity's got me tonight



She's a lot like you

The dangerous type

She's a lot like you

Come on and hold me tight

The museum directors with their high shaking heads

They kick white shadows until they play dead

They want to crack your crosswoird smile

Can I take you out for awhile



She's a lot like you

The dangerous type

She's a lot like you

Come on and hold me tight...