Fat man sitting on a little stool. Takes the money from my hand while his eyes take a walk all over you. Hands me two tickets, smiles and whispers good luck. Cuddle up, angel, cuddle up, my little dove. We'll ride down, baby, into this tunnel of love.
I can feel the soft silk of your blouse and them soft thrills in our little fun house. Then the lights go out and it's just three of us, you, me and all that stuff we're so scared of. Gotta ride down, baby, into this tunnel of love.
There's a crazy mirror showing us both in 5-D. I'm laughing at you, you're laughing at me. There's a room of shadows that gets so dark, brother. It's easy for two people to lose each other in this tunnel of love.
It ought to be easy, ought to be simple enough. Man meets a woman and they fall in love. But the house is haunted and the ride gets rough. And you've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above if you want to ride on down in through this tunnel of loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.