Fascination Songtext
von Babe Ruth

Fascination Fascination
Is clouding my mind
They tried to tell me
They tried to tell me
Your unkind

Someone peeping through my window
Someone tryin′ to make a fool out of me
Someone tryin' to put a gun to my head
But i′m just not that blind to see

You accept an invitation
You accept an invitation
With your eyes
With a motivation
With a motivation
In the skies

Who's that peepin' through my window
Who′s that tryin′ to make a fool out of me
Who's that tryin′ to put a gun to my head
But I'm just not that tierd to see


I′m just not that kind
I'm just not that kind
I′m just not that kind
To see

I'm just not that kind
I'm just not that kind
I′m just not that kind
To see

You had a fascination
You had a fascination
For my heart
But you didn′t know it
Baby you didn't know it

It was the holy?
So stop your peepin′ through my window
Stop your tryin' to make a fool outta me
Stop your tryin′ to put a gun to my head
Cos' I′m just not that kind
I'm just not that kind
Just not that kind
To see


Fascination fascination fascination
Fascination fascination fascination
Fascination fascination fascination
Fascination fascination fascination