Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frightened Rabbit
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Hutchison
Composer
Grant Hutchison
Composer
David William Lawrence Kennedy
Composer
Lyrics
Do the twist in the twisting outfit
The loose tie with the loose limp wrists
Lift your dress enough to show me those shins
Let your hair stick to your forehead
(Ah)
Did you blush then when our hips touched?
I can't tell, we are already red
Am I right? Will you give me the signs?
Is that pink mist or just lit dry ice?
(Ah)
(Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
You twist and whisper the wrong name
I don't care and nor do my ears
(Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Twist yourself around me
I need company, I need human heat
(Ah-ah, ah)
I need human heat
(Ah)
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
Lets pretend I'm attractive and then
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
You won't mind, you can twist for a while
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
It's the night, I can be who you like
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
And I'll quietly leave before it gets light
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
You twist and whisper the wrong name
I don't care and nor do my ears
(Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Twist yourself around me
I need company, I need human heat
(Ah-ah, ah)
I need human heat
I need human heat
(Let's be, ah-ha, extra, super, very)
(Let's be, ah-ha, extra, super, very)
I need human heat
(Let's be, ah-ha, extra, super, very)
(Let's be, ah-ha, extra, super, very)
I need human heat
(Let's be, ah-ha, extra, super, very)
(Let's be, ah-ha, extra, super, very)
I need
(Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Twist and whisper the right name
I'm David, please
(Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
The twist is that you're just like me
You need company, you need human heat
(Ah-ah, ah)
You need human heat
Written by: David William Lawrence Kennedy, Grant Hutchison, Scott Hutchison