Joan Armatrading - Body To Dust

I thought I had a lot
I opened my eyes at eight
It's past one
And I never said good morning
Hold on there
Wait
Don't run away I'm only talking
Don't move a finger for one kiss

You can take all my pretty moonlight
That's money to me
Take charge of my reasoning
Hold on
Take a hold of me Make the body beautiful
A huge old barrel
Rust my car if you must
Just don't go giving too much of yourself
To everyone
I swear
Turn my body into dust

Just show me a clean face
Clean as can be
Either keep your hands to yourself
Or stretch out and give them to me
Need much more from you