Booka Shade - Geisha Boys and Temple Girls Lyrics

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Geisha Boys and Temple Girls

Geisha Boys and Temple Girls Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Geisha Boys and Temple Girls By Booka Shade?
Look ahead, on the screen,
Slim perfect creatures and they're just 16 Their eyes meet, this is it, The contact so much more than words can transmit He stands up, she gives in, Their first encounter, their embrace within A short ride, they arrive, There is no doubt that true love will survive Chorus: We are the geisha boys Doing it wrong again They are the chosen ones Doing it right Here come the temple girls Looking for sanctuary Naked as advertised For the first tie Here we are late at night We are both refugees There is no easy way Let it be right Anything's possible If you can fake it, but The wrong place is anywhere If you're not right If you turn away from the screen Another version can be seen She is black, he is white They love each other but they also fight Back from work, she's not home Another evening angry, all alone She arrives and he departs Misunderstandings, then the breakdown starts Chorus There's not much that you can do Choose either one of them it could be you The first time could be the only time The odds against you and your hopes decline Do it right, do it wrong Console yourself that either won't last long Geisha boys and temple girls Make contact or remain in separate worlds Chorus |
Who Wrote Geisha Boys and Temple Girls By Booka Shade?
Glenn Gregory, Glenn Peter Gregory, Ian Craig Marsh, Martyn Ware
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