Lletres: The Cars. Candy-O. Dangerous Type.

Oh, can I touch you, are you out of touch
I guess I never noticed that much
Geranium lover, I'm live on your wire
Oh, come and take me whoever you are

She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight

Oh, inside angel, always upset
Keeps on forgettin' that we ever met
Can I bring you out in the light
My curiosity's got me tonight

She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
Oh, she's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight

Museum directors with high shaking heads
They kick white shadows until they play dead
They want to crack your crossword smile
Oh, can I take you out for awhile, yeah

She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight

She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight
Tonight
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