David Bowie - She Shook Me Cold lyrics

We met upon a hill, the night was cool and still

She sucked my dormant will

Mother, she blew my brain, I will go back again

My God, she shook my cold

I had no time to spare, I grabbed her golden hair

And threw her to the ground

Father, she craved my head, Oh Lord, the things she said

My God, she should be told

I was very smart, broke the gentle hearts

Of many young virgins

I was quick on the ball, left them so lonely

They`d just give up trying

Then she took my head, smashed it up

Kept my young blood rising

Crushed me mercilessly, kept me going around

So she didn`t know I crave her so-o-o

I`ll give my love in vain, to reach that peak again

We met upon a hill

Mother, she blew my brain, I will go back again

My God, she shook me cold