Album: Live in New York City
I think we're lost, don't worry
I've been here before
I'm sure I thought I knew the way
Out of here yesterday
Dove cuesto, mi dolce?
Your driver called, it's time to go-
Your driver's waiting for you-
And I caught a fever
A holy fire-
Til I was crawling on the ceiling
Come out of your hole
I know you know-
You know I know-
I wanna go-
Such a pretty thing, i've never seen
Someone so perfectly deceive-
I loved her smile-
And her beguiling way with me
She smelled exciting, I wanted some-
Your drivers' gone-
Like everybody-
And that's why I need ya-
To catch on fire-
I want you to burn me til I feel it-
I know you know which way to go-
I wantcha to show me
So I can steal it-
Where should we go?
Where should we go?
I knwo you know that I'm
Gonna need it
I know you know which way to go-
I know you know-
I wanna go