It's the way that she walks
It's the way that she moves
You can lose your mind
Makes you so wet
She can make you forget
It's a pantomime
Analyze, fantasize
Anything your heart can tell you
Agony, ecstasy
Ooh, you got lucky
Does it burn so deep
That you just don't sleep
Ah no, all right
Ooh, you lucky
It can make you feel good
It can make you feel fine
It's a borderline
It's the way that she runs
All her fingers and thumbs
Up and down your spine
At a price, paradise
Girl has got a lot to sell you
Hard lies, paralyze
Ooh, you got lucky
Does it burn so deep
That you just don't sleep
Oh no, alright
Ooh, you got lucky
Oh babe, does it bother you
When she's calling out my name
In the night
She's a part of me
And I wanna go
But I can't give in
Not without a fight
Agony, ecstasy
Ooh, you got love
Does it burn so deep
That you just can't sleep
Oh no, all right
Ooh, you got lucky
Oh no babe, alright
Ooh, you got lucky
Ooh, you got lucky
Ooh, baby, alright
Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb
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