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My heart is beating fast
Red blood begins to rush
You’ve got me on the hook
And I need someone I can touch
I know just how to act
Sweet candy on your arm
Need you to keep me warm
And stay with me when feelings form
Let me
Let me be your heartthrob
Let me
Let me be your heartthrob
I can
I can make your heart start
And never stop
Just let me
Let me be your heartthrob
Whoa
You love my confidence
I hold my head up high
Show off my classic style
Then I’ll flash you a private smile
We are so beautiful
One perfect work of art
Hang us in hallowed halls
Invite them all and show us off
Let me
Let me be your heartthrob
Let me
Let me be your heartthrob
I can
I can make your heart start
And never stop
Just let me
Let me be your heartthrob
Whoa
And you could be my muse
Whoa
And I could be yours too
Yeah yeah
Whoa
And you could be my muse
Whoa
And I could be yours too
Yeah yeah
For all the world to see
Reach out and take my hand
Watch all the cameras flash
But we won’t mind we’re built to last
Tell me your inner thoughts
I want you to reveal
Cause I know how it feels
When things are more than they appear
Let me
Let me be your heartthrob
Let me
Let me be your heartthrob
I can
I can make your heart start
And never stop
Just let me
Let me be your heartthrob
Let me
Let me be your heartthrob
I can
I can make your heart start
Don’t ever stop
Just let me
Let me be your heartthrob
Whoa
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Cult of Your Touch
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(Ashes to ashes)
(Dust to dust)
(Ashes to ashes)
(Dust to dust)
I’m in the cult of your tender touch
Bearing your marks like stigmata of lust
I feel heaven
I’m on my knees in exaltation
I feel more than pleasure it’s revelation
And I feel heaven
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
I’m in the cult of your touch
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
I’m in the cult of your touch
(Never before have so many known so little about a subject so big and so important)
Contemplate bliss I’m at your station
I’m down on my knees in veneration
And I feel heaven
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
(I’m in the cult of your touch
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
I’m in the cult of your touch
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
I am in the cult of the
Cult of your touch
The cult of your touch is my salvation
I feel more than pleasure it’s revelation
I feel heaven
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
I’m in the cult of your touch
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
I’m in the cult of your touch
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
I’m in the cult of your touch (I feel heaven)
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
I’m in the cult of your touch (I feel heaven)
I feel heaven
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