You had a heart of gold, You had a heart of stone, I had a heart-attack, I pulled you in, You pushed me back, You're not so innocent, You're just a hypocrite, So turn me on and let me loose, And blow me off, What's your excuse?

Chorus: I'm not messing around, I want your autograph, I wanna touch you, I'm not messing around, messing around, I want your autograph.

Your bones are pliable, So undeniable, Cannot commit to words 'cause words are undescribable, And if I had my way, I'd eat you everday, Now come a little closer, Listen to the words I've got to say.

Chorus

You can't quite sleep in the middle of the night, You're touching yourself, Woah Woah, And if you could see everything that I see, Woah Woah, And I can't Quite take this, I can't quite break this, Oh Woah, And you can't quite take this, You Can't quite break this, Oh.

I'm not messing around, I want your autograph, I wanna touch you, And touch you well, I'm not messing around, messing around, I want your autograph.
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Autograph Lyrics

Sick Of Sarah – Autograph Lyrics