He looks like Deniro, she's his Brigitte Bardot
And that's enough to hang around with those who think they know
But if you've got the image, and symbols of success
You must be doing something right, to keep up with the Jones's

They made it from the castin' couch, the sex was rock an' roll
They're everybody's business, inquiring minds must know
Every slummy little detail, every superficial move
And you can buy it retail, in pink and black and blue

She said, take me walking where the surf is slow
Rapture (original Promo Single Version) Lyrics
Toe to toe, dancing very close. Body breathing almost comatose. Wall to wall, people hypnotized. And they're stepping lightly. Hang each night, in rapture. Back to back, sacroiliac. Spineless movement and a wild attack. Face to face,