The One Thing

(a farriss & m hutchence)

Well you know just what you do to me
The way you move soft and slippery
Cut the night just like a razor
Rarely talk and thats the danger
Its the one thing
You are my thing

You know your voice is a love song
Its a catcall from the past
Theres no ice in your lovers walk
You dont look twice cause you move so fast

Youve got a dozen men behind you
Youve got dead flowers on the floor
Youre too pretty in the daylight
It keeps them coming back for more