Written by Christopher John
Don't you know you've got to be somebody else
This fire you burn with your mouth
You taste with your tongue
My desire
Don't, no don't come dancing around me with arms in the air
You move like the wind with your white wings up over your head
You've got the moves
I've got the door
Why can't you be like other girls
Easy to ignore?
You move like the wind over the dance floor
Don't, no don't come smiling around here, melting my will
I'm comfortable in my cynicism
Not needing anyone
I step outside
You open up the gates
And then I ride through the landscapes of my mind
You're on my mind
You're on my mind
You're on my mind
You've got the moves
I've got the door
Why can't you be like other girls
Easy to ignore?
You move like the wind over the dance floor
You've got the moves
I've got the door
Why can't you be like other girls
Easy to ignore?
You move like the wind over the dance floor
You've got the moves
I've got the door
Why can't you be like other girls
Easy to ignore?
You move like the wind over the dance floor