Accept

Ev`ryone is telling me that he was born as a love child.
By looking in his eyes, something turned me loose in this hot night.
Feeling the power of lust when the guy`s passing by.
Wrecking one` brain and I`m going insane; don`t know why.
I can feel your sex winding up the girl in the red dress.
And my brain is gone. What is going on? I`m burning inside
Feeling the power...
I gotta tell myself that he was born as a love child.