Take It - Tygers Of Pan Tang

Take my money from my pockets

Fill my mind with you —

You’ve got a body, you know how to use it

I’ve gotta get to you

Alright

Take me up

Take me over

I’ve got to get out of my room

I’m gonna get to you…

Hold on

Don’t you double cross your dealer, oh no

'Cos I’m the only one

To make your dreams real, I’ll make it real

I will, so take it

You strut so good to my music

Knowing all the tunes

You got everything I need

So calm and so cool…

Alright

Take me up

Take me over

No control, only a sweet taste

I’m becoming a hopeless case

You’re something big on the scene

They all love your style

But they’re just too blind to see

What’s behind the smile

Alright

Take me up

Take me over, yeah, OK

But you finish much too soon

We get each other through