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  1. Skin
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Lyrics

Skin
copyright 1999 by Mike Luno
verse 1:
Buttoned up correctly, you're powdered and painted -
Too precious to touch
I might just try anyway
I'm going to leave a fingerprint on your lipstick
God, what a smudge -
That'll teach me to get in your glossy way
Pouring your heart into your face for an hour every morning
with a re-touch at night
Otherwise, who's going to believe you?
Well I understand no one goes unpainted
A lover-cover just to get us acquainted
But I must admit
Sometimes I'd just like to see some skin
chorus:
When you're so real I can't look away
skin - when you're bold as electricity
It's so good to finally meet you in the flesh
Let me introduce myself
verse 2:
Today you're calm as a power-station,
mild as a martyr, quiet as a minefield
My, it's going to be a hot time tonight
I won't complain, I won't explain,
I won't be first to break the silence
if it takes all day
After that - I'm just a salesman
I've got irony of ebony, comebacks from the coal-sack
reaching down so deep
And you look just tickled to death
Well I'm heavy- red- empty-handed as I clench my fist
You speak the truth like it's none of my business
In this tangle of resistance, it's just skin
(chorus)
bridge:
You don't believe me, do you?
Your doubt has come off in my hands
I have no angle and I have no master plan
You make photographed perfection pale and dull
when you let yourself be the unpainted thing you really really are