Chloe

There she was, my soap box Derby queen
The girl I loved was the girl from yesterday
So I walked up to her and I asked her what’s your name
She smiled and turned, I suppose it was my fate
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body
Chucked and died the all important cause
That’s when she started to see my flaws
So she took my hand and we walked to Sydney parade
Down an alleyway I met suburbia’s grave
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body
There we stood in the pouring rain
My eyes stood still
She could see my pain
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body
I want your body, I want your body, Chloe
I need your body, Chloe