Text: Tricky. Had You In Me.

Tricky & Neneh Cherry:

Had you in me, had you in me,
Had you in me, had you in me,
In me, in me.

Sick of what i feel, sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
I'm getting sick of what i feel, sick of being real
You better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up

Neneh Cherry :

Soap on my body's gonna make me clean,
Giving birth makes me scream,
See my light (life?) pass before me as i drown in the shadow under my
Bubble bath,
A forced laugh a forged autograph,
First my body,
Now my corpse
I exercise daily...love my sports
I need when i concieve,
I sow seed, I can see no remourse,

Tricky & Neneh Cherry : X2

I had you in me
Had you in me
You in me
In me
Me
Sick of what i feel
Sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
I'm getiing sick of what i feel
Sick of being real
You better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up

Tricky : I'm liquid

Neneh Cherry :

Serving speed, self deceit,
I teased you now youre tame,
Put treacle on your tummy to keep you sticky when i steal,
I take from you i hate for you
You fools who feel free (?)
You look like a little somebody looking for something

Tricky : And I'm still myself (to fade)