The Misbegotten - The Charlatans

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

If you don’t have the guts

To tell me who you are

If you don’t have the look

Then you might not get us far

I dusted down your childhood

I gave you mine to share

I let you in my pockets

There’s enough loose change to spare

Could you be the last

You should have been the first

You played me as you threw me in a twisted universe

You touch me in a way

Like no one in this world

I don’t even know if you’re a boy or you’re a girl

I like

The way you touch me

(Touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me)

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

Oh oh oh-ooh

For we are the misbegotten

Live with me through dark and light

On a journey into the unknown

While we feel wild tonight

I met a poet in a hotel

Just the other night

He said he lived in Aberdeen

And would I like to take his life

Then I found two girls

In matching bathing suits

While he would like to dye my hair

At least let me do your roots

It seems lately I’ve been struck

With what I really am

You can’t see it in a picture

Or in a photograph

But I like the way you touch me

I like the way you touch me

I like the way you touch me

(Touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me)