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Paroles: The Hoa Hoa's. Touched.

Should I tell you just what, that I mean.
Could it be as simple, as seeing.
Should you tell me just where, we've all been.
Cause it's the same as, you leaving.

You know what I mean.
Who you being.

There's always a big crowd, around me.
But now you're the only one, that I see.
Surfing over there, in the sound waves.
You lifted your glass, to me.

Oh you...Come on let's go...
Oh you...Let's go...

I pointed directly, right at you.
And you smiled all over, towards me too.
Although I have never, really seen you.
I am going to, somehow touch you.

You know what I mean.
Let's blow this scene.

Tonight I am falling, right with you.
And you should forget, this scene too.
You're so beautiful and, we are dancing.
Touched each other cause, we want, to be touched


I wanna be touched...
I wanna be spun...
I wanna have fun...

Can you hear what I'm saying.
Is it too much to ask these days.
Is there any bloody sense in your ways.
I just wanna have some fun these days.
Why is your head in such a haze.
Don't you feel it all around you these days.
These days ...