She's in love with a TV world
And you can't, you can't stop her
Making out, she plans her moves
She could sing a number of tunes for you
But somehow, I can't complain
Should I, should I feel it?
I can't stop aching to be inside her
Should I, should I feel it?
I can't stop aching to be inside her
Just turned on the radio
I can hear a tune in stereo
Leave my kit-bag, where to next?
And fall for what I least expect
Waits for a TV boy
Behind a barrier
Since she ripped off his skin
He can't feel anything
But still, at least, he can still hear
Should I, should I feel it?
I can't stop aching to be inside her
Should I, should I feel it?
I can't stop aching to be inside her
Just turned on the radio
I hear a tune in stereo
Leave my kit-bag, where to next?
And fall for what I least expect
Oh, no
Should I, should I feel it?
I can't stop aching to be inside her
Should I, should I feel it?
I can't stop aching to be inside her
Should I, should I feel it?
I can't stop aching to be inside her
Should I, should I feel it?
I can't stop aching to be inside her
Should I feel it?
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