When I fall
When I m bested you will call
You re my only, you re my all
And you ll know, and you ll know
And if you feel
That our ghost is nothing real
and I m held in bands of steel
Then you ll call, then you ll call
So kiss me for awhile
Hide it in your smile
I don t want to lie
Only to beguile
Kiss me 1-2-3, yeah
That s the magic key
And get me outta here
They will come
They will come from all around
From the paper and through London town
For a show, for a show
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Mister Hart
He dedicate many years to his art
Making cuffs that I am not to take apart
And I m afraid he s made the grade.
So kiss me for awhile
Hide it in your smile
I don t want to lie
Only to beguile
Kiss me 1-2-3, yeah
That s the magic key
And get me outta here
(alright)
I cannot escape
I don t wanna wait
I cannot escape
So kiss me for awhile
Hide it in your smile
I don t want to lie
Only to beguile
Kiss me 1-2-3, yeah
That s the magic key
And get me outta here
