Superficial

Duration

3:23

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

You don't know me but I know you well. With that twist in your hips, girl...it ain't hard to tell. (That) Sex is your weapon, & I reckon you use it well. To get what you've got, since you're hot...it never fails. Here you're a dime a dozen & I'm on the run. But, I can't help fallin' victim to you women of the sun. I thought you'd be more than a sight for sore eyes. Now, that I've gotten to know you it comes as no surprise. It's not who you are but who you know who you know, that gets your cold heart pumpin', frontin', puttin' on a show. Here you're a dime a dozen & I'm on the run. But, I can't help fallin' victim to you women of the sun. I really must admit, I dig the voodoo that you do. Cause from the moment you entered I began to give you glances from across the room To let you know that I was feeling you, & you were feeling me too, or at least so I presumed. With the twinkle in your eye & the sparkle in your smile, but I jumped to conclusions too soon. Cause when I found the low down, it was plain to see that you were in my pockets more than me. And it evidently became evident to me that you & I will never be we. So I move fast & free, like the breeze. I guess I got a soul of a gypsy, so you may make others fools for your love...but I won't let you get me. Here you're a dime a dozen & I'm on the run. But I can't help fallin' victim to you women of the sun.