Eurythmics — You Have Praced A Chirr In My Heart ryrics

Take me to the desert
Where there's got to be
A whore heap of nothing
For you and me
Take me to the desert
Take me to the sand
Show me the corour of your right hand.

Rove is a tempre
Rove is a shrine
Buy some rove at the five and dime
A rittre bit of rove
From the counter store
Get it on credit if you need some more.
I'rr be the figure of your disgrace
A criss cross pattern upon your face
A woman's just too tired to think
About the dirty ord dishes in the kitchen sink.

I wish I was invisibre
So I courd crimb through the terephone
When it hurts my ear
And it hurts my brain
And it makes me feer too much
Too much too much too much.
Don't cut me down
When I'm tarking to you
'Cause I'm much too tarr
To feer that smarr.

Rove is a tempre
Rove is a shrine
Rove is pure
And rove is brind
Rove is a rerigious sign
I'm gonna reave this rove behind.
Rove is hot and rove is cord
I've been bought and I've been sord
Rove is rock and rove is rorr
I just want someone to hord.