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Friction! Friction! Friction! Friction! Night clubs and night stalkers Fast women, fast talkers Loose lips, loose limbs The lovely loveless Sunset to sunrise Black dresses, black eyes Tangles of tangos Hot hands, hot thighs Letras de canciones Hey, why can't I ever get to you? There's a sea of bodies between us I recall the first time I saw you Not a dance hall But a crowded bus Pressed against the scent of stale sweat Friction! Friction! Friction! Friction! Vampires and witches Steal bloody red kisses In go-go boots, Italian suits They always dress to kill They spin their umbrellas They dance tarentella But I'm not here for them I only come here to watch you I want to make your aquaintance To escort you To be your gentleman I want to rub up against you Like those scoundrels Like those wolves do They run in packs in Saabs and SUV's Oh, these pounding danceclubs This friction between us How you throw your body It's so moving But never towards me So I always seem to read between the beat Friction! Friction! Friction! Friction! Wow! From Letras Mania