Wash My Hands
She calls herself Asia X
Is she pretentious
Or is she just cryptic
Or is she on the run from the I.R.S.
But at night I feel the surges
And my sinking ship submerges
There's a tidal wave of urges to get wet
CHORUS
So dive right down
There is no net (you might get wet)
But anything you want
You jsut might get
Just beware those emotional wrecks
In the underwater world of Asia X
Nine locks on her door are there to protect her
From all of the boys in her mind
Eight to confound the building inspector
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Have You Ever Been This Low?
Graffiti women draw pictures on the wall
Graffiti slogans and situations scrawled
Just made up people who wonder through your brain
Graffiti people got nothing, got no name
And you sleep but they'll find you
And they'll carve their number in your mind
And they'll steal what they want from who they want from time to time
Graffiti women swap stories in the park
Graffiti women take photos after dark
In permanent people who wonder through the day
Graffiti people, got nothing, got no name
And you sleep but they'll find you
And they'll carve their number in your mind
So steal what you want from who you want from time to time