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So you want my affection?
We both know you'll only throw it away,
But if you must have a go, fine, ok!
If you must have a go, then go away!

I'm making eyes at you,
I've been making these eyes now, making these eyes since '82.
I've making them green and gray and brown and delta blue.
I'm reciting the mantra, but I can't tell you,
because you're missing me, thats all you'll ever be.

Please don't, please don't speak;
You'll kill the mistique.
Oh baby, let's not, lets not dance;
We'll ruin chances.
Oh, in between the drinks,
I can't help but to think that
even as we speak;
we kill the mistique.

You're missing to me, Aand I am missing much,
You're sleepy panda eyes, those dangerous thighs your dirty touch.
You are the wildest one, but you're the one I want.
I'm making eyes at you, that's all I ever do.

Please don't, please don't speak;
You'll kill the mistique.
Oh baby, let's not, lets not dance;
We'll ruin chances.
Oh, in between the drinks,
I can't help but to think that
even as we speak;
we kill the mistique.

So you want my affection?
We both know you'll only throw it away,
But if you must have a go, fine, ok!
If you must have a go, then go away!

Please don't, please don't speak;
You'll kill the mistique.
Oh baby, let's not, lets not dance;
We'll ruin chances.
Oh, in between the drinks,
I can't help but to think that
even as we speak;
we kill the mistique.

~Black Kids~