Texty: Ash. 1977. Lose Control.

I can't stop, can't stop thinking
'Bout you at all I called you up to come on 'round tonight
You wouldn't give a straight answer
But you wouldn't say no even though you're going with him

Here comes the night, lead me on
In your veins, warm inside
Heart beats fast, lights are low
I want you, let it go

You arrive with cool in your eyes and explain to me
How he makes you feel inside so safe, secure
Later on as the night is falling
You bring me on with violent words desire and being young

Here comes the night, lead me on
In your veins, warm inside
Heart beats fast, lights are low
I want you, let it go

Here comes the night, it is coming on
The lights are low and our record's on
Inside your veins and you lead me on
Here comes the night, it is coming on