Lyrics:
Now Keely waits it outWell she's only young enough for some thingsHealing the sick and dumbIn low on the radar, the smoking gunWere moving fast enough to functionFast enough to functionBaby it's meCause I seem to think in twos and threesSo find your open doorIn through the skin-tight soundAnd keep that love undergroundBusy scenerySo transfixed on transparent thingsAn eye for her tiger a bee for her bloomShe crosses her fingers and crosses the roomSo catch your salted tearsBefore they hit the groundAnd keep that love undergroundAnd keep that love undergroundSo keep that love under!Ooo ooooo ooooo ooooOoo ooooo ooooo ooooOoo ooooo ooooo ooooOoo ooooo ooooo oooo