"Primitive" lyrics
"Primitive"
My heart keeps beating me to death
I see you move and I can't catch my breath
I wanna touch you with my lips
I wanna touch you with a kiss
My heart keeps pounding like a fist
I see you there and I just can't resist
You make me tremble like this
You make me tremble like a jellyfish
It's primitive
You got me-oh, whoa
It's primitive (Primitive)
You make me feel primitive
When you lock me in your arms, oh-oh
You chain me to your heart, oh
Oh
Ah-yeah
I hear you calling out my name
And when you talk, your words they numb my brain
You make this fire in me start
I wanna to touch you with my heart
Hear you whisper in the dark
And when you touch me I just come apart
I feel the fever in your hands
We feel things we don't even understand
It's primitive
You got me-oh, whoa
It's primitive (Primitive)
You make me feel primitive
When you lock me in your arms, oh-oh
You chain me to your heart, oh
It's animal, oh
Like the moon pulls at the tide
I'm at your side (I'm at your side)
The world in which we live
Is primitive
You got me-oh, whoa
It's primitive (Primitive)
You make me real primitive
When you lock me in your arms, oh-oh
You chain me to your heart, oh
It's primitive
(Primitive)
You got me-oh, whoa
It's primitive (Primitive)
You make me feel primitive
When you lock me in your arms, oh-oh
You chain me to your heart, oh
It's animal (animal), oh (oh)
The way you set me on fire (on fire)
Me, me, me, me-oh
Primitive, primitive
E-oh (e-oh)
Primitive
The way you set me on fire
Writer(s): Cyndi Lauper, Tom Kelly, Billy Steinberg
- AZLyrics
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- Cyndi Lauper Lyrics
album:
"A Night To Remember" (1989)
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