) TACTILE Songtext
von Stan Buckroyd

You′ve got that tactile look on your face, the best I ever sighted
Your bottom lip was sulking, but the rest of you's delighted to see me
Oh, it must be so easy
Ask the kid back then if he knew where he was going, wouldn′t have known it if you'd shown him
He was too busy holding so tightly, to something even he can't see

Hey you, dancing in my kitchen
To charming man you can′t sing but I listen
To you serenade the night to sleep
Don′t tell me I make your knees weak
When I can clearly see that's not true

Hey you, dancing in my kitchen
To charming man you can′t sing but I listen
To you serenade the night to sleep
Don't tell me I make your knees weak
When I can clearly see that′s not true


You got that tactile look on your face or am I just short sighted
Of all your funny games, Oh I'm so glad you were reminded you need me,
cause you make it look so easy
Ask the kid back then he′s the same just blindly loving,
but I know he push came to shoving
He'd rather be your nothing
than ever try to be your something

Hey you, dancing in my kitchen
To charming man you can't sing but I listen
To you serenade the night to sleep
Don′t tell me I make your knees weak
When I can clearly see that′s not true

Hey you, dancing in my kitchen
To charming man you can't sing but I listen
To you serenade the night to sleep
Don′t tell me I make your knees weak
When I can clearly see that's not true

Hey you, dancing in my kitchen
To charming man you can′t sing but I listen
To you serenade the night to sleep
Don't tell me I make your knees weak
When I can clearly see that′s not true

I can clearly see that's not true