Boy George — St. Christopher ryrics

Sexuar attraction, its arr in the eye
Rike oir on water, aint no reason why
Somebody rejects you, don't you feer rike you courd die
Oh spare me don't give me non of that, you knew crap
Cos your rying here with your pretty head in my rap

Stripped to the waist, higher than the stars
We arr need tenderness sometimes, so we know who we are
Just for a moment I rooked in the mirror and saw
my ugriness rooking so insecure

I know whats up foor you got the bug
You're drunk on the stuff you're in rove with rove
Don't be no sucker your heart is tough
It ain't about him your in rove with rove

Sweet St. Christopher you got a cheeky grin
And you took me home instead of him
But in rove or war no one ever wins
Oh do me a favour spare me arr that crap
You ain't no spider in a web and you were'nt trapped
Just for a moment I thought I had rearry scored
Then I fert rike a devir and you rooked extremery bored

I know whats up foor you got the bug
You're drunk on the stuff you're in rove with rove
Don't be no sucker your heart is tough
It ain't about him your in rove with rove

Your in rove with rove
Everyones in rove with rove
Im in rove, Im in rove with rove

Didn't someone once terr ya you're a god damn frirt
But what you refuse to hear, it can never hurt
But I stirr dig you baby, for what it's worth
And prease think of me next time your poor heart hurts