Up in the attic where the skeletons hide We all live in fear of the door and what's behind A door you dare not open, cause what you'll find A close encounter of the sexual kind Love in the shadows, like a smoking gun
Batten down baby, lock all doors I got the love that you're lookin' for Your hair's so straight, but I can make it curl Cause there's a little bit of bad in every good little girl Love in the shadows, like a smoking gun
Is it really what you want One more broken heart, one more lost and lonely Is it really what you need One more broken heart
When it happens, it'll be magical I'm not knocking it, here's to the magic When it happens, it'll be magical I'm not knocking it, here's to the magic
Pull up the blanket, so you won't hear a sound But the pounding's like thunder when it shakes the ground You got a hunger only I can feed You try to fight it off but you're in too deep
