Passion

I got a frantic disposition an all consuming mission I’m after you

I’m a stick of dynamite ready to ignite because of you

It’s a desperate situation, a physical frustration

I don’t know what to do

And I don’t have pretty things to offer you

No cars no diamond rings

And I can’t afford these things to soften you

Baby, all I’ve got to give to you is passion


I won’t accept the blind rejection, you can hold inspection if you want to

Take a look you’ll realize though there’s madness in my eyes

It’s all because of you

Seething, reeling, caught up in my feelings

God I gotta get through to you

And I don’t have pretty things to offer you

No cars no diamond rings

And I can’t afford these things to soften you

Baby, all I’ve got to give to you is passion


Seething, reeling, caught up in my feelings

God I gotta get through to you

I’m a stick of dynamite ready to ignite because of you

And I don’t have pretty things to offer you

No cars no diamond rings

And I can’t afford these things to soften you

Baby, all I’ve got to give to you is passion

All I’ve got is passion