Craving for affection again It's too soon to feel what the body requires Keeping it, under control You're a saint It's looking good ahead of time Playing ladies She's keeping it out in the open She's no angel But she can make her own way You've got no say in it She's known danger, she can make her own way You've got no say in it She's pure instinct, she can make her own way Starving for some more confusion You seem to know what the body requires No more thinking, out in the open Under control, so you can your own way You've got no say in it She's known danger, she can make her own way You've got no say in it She's pure instinct, she can make her own way You've got no say in it She's known danger, she can make her own way You've got no say in it She's pure instinct, she can make her own way Seeing that reaction's growing Your senses just leave Your body's on fire Now she's pretending it's under control You're no saint when instinct makes its own way You've got no say in it She's known danger, she can make her own way You've got no say in it She's pure instinct, she can make her own way You've got no say in it She's known danger, she can make her own way You've got no say in it She's pure instinct, she can make her own way Words & music Machinations