Kangaroo - This Mortal Coil

I first saw you.

You had on blue jeans.

Your eyes couldn’t hide anything.

I saw you breathing.

And I saw you staring out in space.

I next saw you, you was at a party.

Though you was a queen, oh so flirty.

I cam against.

Didn’t say excuse.

You knew what I was doing.

We looked very fine 'cause we were leaving.

Like Saint Joan, doing a cool, cool, jerk.

Oh I want you, Oh I want you…

Like a kangaroo…