Some people talk to angels

Some people talk to themselves

I don't know who you're talking to

But everything you say makes me want you

You are a model that I see in magazines

You make me nervous

You make my heart beat

You are red in a sea of black and white

You are a fire you are dynamite

Some people try to change the world

Some people just stay alive

I don't know what you're living for

But everything you do makes me want more

You are a model that I see in magazines

You make me nervous

You make my heart beat

You are red in a sea of black and white

You are a fire you are dynamite

You are a model that I see in magazines

You make me nervous

You make my heart beat

You are red in a sea of black and white

You are a fire you are dynamite

You are a fire you are dynamite

You are a fire you are dynamite