Story Behind the Song
I was watching an old movie (can't recall the name of it), but the actress had a Scottish accent and kept saying, "Ya' are". As I continued to write, that became one of my "sounds" and part of the song.
Lyrics
U R
You scare me sometimes, the way you look at me.
I look into your eyes - you've let your conscience take leave.
You're no longer human, I can see the signs.
And, when you turn to face me I can see you've crossed the line to the other side.
You know you can't come back from there.
Not from the other side.
You know you can't come back from there.
Cause you're sleek, and you're lean
You're wild, but you're oh so mean.
You run hot and fast, hard and cold
Like a hot rod, sports car, porno star.
Yes, you are.
You are.
Some kind of beautiful sex animal.
You are.
Like a hot rod sports car, porno star.
Animal instinct takes over, you give up control.
And, if I'd only let you, to the devil you'd sell my soul.
I'll just play dumb, won't let on how much I know.
The carnal karma you supress is bound to blow.
Cause you're sleek, and you're lean
You're wild, but you're oh so mean.
You run hot and fast, hard and cold
Like a hot rod, sports car, porno star.
Yes, you are.
You are.
Some kind of beautiful sex animal.
You are.
Like a hot rod sports car, porno star.
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