I’ve got a pain in my head and a fire in my loins…
and a whole lot of empty in my heart.
Love… loneliness… longing… lust. A continuum of consternation. The engine of desire.
I thought we were getting way too moody here… Indian summer seems to have kicked in. And with the sudden rush of warm winds and blue skies comes… longing… desire… and lust.
Pretty Little Head
Babe I’ve been alone for such a long time
this loneliness tearin’ me apart
I got pain in my head and a fire in my loins
and a whole lot of empty in my heart
If you had a thought in your pretty little head
Then maybe we could talk
today we’re alive tomorrow we’re dead
so I think right now we’d better rock
I look in your eyes and I wonder what
is going on in your mind
Are you really where you are
or where you’ll be tomorrow night?
your leg touches mine beneath the table
I feel your hand slide up my thigh
I feel kinda dizzy I feel kinda high
I feel like I’m gonna die
If you had a thought in your pretty little head
Then maybe we could talk
today we’re alive tomorrow we’re dead
so I think right now we’d better rock
