Text: Bryan Ferry. Olympia. BF Bass.

Trouble is your middle name
That's a dangerous place to be
Within your mis-en-scene
There is no sobriety

No dancing in the street
No roaming on your phone
Your taste is bitter sweet
And your Facebook is your home

Love, love, you fit me like a glove
You fit me like a glove
Love, love, I can't get enough
I can't get enough

You make me wild and weary
You make me sad
You're Myspace now in theory
You're YouTube mad

Love, love, you fit me like a glove
You fit me like a glove
Love, love, I can't get enough
I can't get enough

No dancing in the street
No roaming on your phone
Your taste is bitter sweet
And your Facebook is your home

You make me wild and weary
You make me sad
You're Myspace now in theory
You're YouTube mad

Love, love, you fit me like a glove
You fit me like a glove
Love, love, I can't get enough
I can't get enough

You'll never know what it means
Living inside my dream
Visions of so many things
A thousand violins

Love, love, you fit me like a glove
You fit me like a glove
Love, love, I can't get enough
I can't get enough

Love, love, you fit me like a glove
You fit me like a glove
Love, love, I can't get enough

Love, love, you fit me like a glove
You fit me like a glove
Love, love, I can't get enough
I can't get enough