Text: Front 242. Masterhit, Pts. 1 & 2.

You know me and I sure know you
Everyone

You seem so, you seem so
You seem so, you seem so
You seem so

Tender, tender
Give me some more of these warm little beasts
I'm so fond of
Give me some more of these warm little beasts
I'm so fond of

Master, I'm so glad to feel your presence
But you don't seem to share my impatience
I relied upon you to break the silence
I cannot understand your reluctance

Master, I feel so warm and I'm so happy, oh master
Give me some more of these warm little beasts
I'm so fond of
Give me some more of these warm little beasts
I'm so fond of

You seem so, you seem so
You seem so, you seem so

I could melt the frozen wall
You raised between us
And now I'm on the other side
You seem rather surprised

Constricting viscous rings
Around your warm body
Holding you tied, holding you tied
And I feel so happy

You seem so tender
As the warm little beasts
I'm so fond of

You seem so tender
As the warm little beasts
I'm so fond of

You seem so tender
As the warm little beasts
I'm so fond of