Cm You were writhing on the floor like A# a moth in molasses Cm Who ever taught you to move A# your body like that? Goose pimpled, yelled Spanish like some out of date acid Who ever taught you to scream like that? Chorus: Cm Maybe someday I could move like you (Maybe someday I could move like you) A# But I'm not looking for a holy ghost Cm Maybe someday I can scream like you (Maybe someday I can scream like you) A# But I'm not looking for a holy ghost You were crying on the shoulders of the men in the shadows Who ever taught you to sell your sex like that? I'm thinking two halos in a stained glass window "Jesus, strangers are as strange as that?" Chorus - x2 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# Cm |