97º

It's already done I'm down on my knees Look what you've done You've made a fool out of me It's already too late You've given me the taste Look what you've done There's no turning round I forget today I couldn't turn it down It's all in the details No reason, just face You'd better give me some Of the magic stuff It's all in the thought I'm burning I'm burning up It's 97 degrees Look what you've done You've ruined everything You better hurry up With that magic stuff It's all your fault I can't get enough