Trance - Naked

I don't want your money, honey
I don't want your love
Just gimme your blackest hell
And your heaven above

I don't need your tenderness
Need no lovely words
I want the harlot in you
Prayin' your perverted verse

You don't have to do no cooking
Not to clean my room
Satisfy my greedy brain
Until my mind goes boom

Never beat around the bush
Always get it straight
Lead me to your inner cell
Feel my randy blade

I want you
Naked - go to the extreme
Naked - you know what I mean
Naked - 'til the bullet hits the bone
Naked - under my control...

Play it on your radio
Live on TV
Tell it to the magazines
How much you want me

Don't you talk of blind faith
Don’t talk about believe
Your mouth is telling dirty lies
Your A-point means release

Naked - go to the extreme
Naked - you know what I mean
Naked -'tit the bullet hits the bone
Naked - under my control...

No hunger - no desire
No pain - no gain
Let insanity explode in us
To eternal flame...

Naked - down on the dirty floor
Naked - screamin' out for more
Naked - 'til the bullet hits the bone
I want you –

Naked !