Note: it begins with tricky speaking in the background to someone in the studio.
( I shoulda been a women. I dont understand why Im a man )
Tricky & neneh cherry :
Had you in me, had you in me,
Had you in me, had you in me,
In me, in me.
Sick of what I feel, sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
Im getting sick of what I feel, sick of being real
You better stay clear cos Im about to blow the fuck up
Neneh cherry :
Soap on my bodys gonna make me clean,
Giving birth makes me scream,
See my light (life? ) pass before me as I drown in the shadow under my
Bubble bath,
A forced laugh a forged autograph,
First my body,
Now my corpse
I exercise daily...love my sports
I need when I concieve,
I sow seed, I can see no remourse,
Tricky & neneh cherry : x2
I had you in me
Had you in me
You in me
In me
Me
Sick of what I feel
Sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
Im getiing sick of what I feel
Sick of being real
You better stay clear cos Im about to blow the fuck up
Tricky : Im liquid
Neneh cherry :
Serving speed, self deceit,
I teased you now youre tame,
Put treacle on your tummy to keep you sticky when I steal,
I take from you I hate for you
You fools who feel free (? )
You look like a little somebody looking for something
Tricky : and Im still myself (to fade)
