From David Bowie's album π«ππππ π³πππ
I don't want to lose the good thing that I've got If I do, I will surely, I will lose a lot For your love is better than any other love I've known It's like thunder, lightning The way you love me is frightening I better knock on wood Baby
I got superstitious about you, but I can't take a chance You got me spinning, baby, spinning in a trance But your love is better than any other love I've known It's like thunder, lightning The way you love me is frightening You better knock on wood Yeah It's no secret, but that woman fills my lovin' cup Thus she sees, so ready, that I get enough And her love is better than any other love I've known It's like thunder It's like lightning The way you love me is frightening I better knock on wood Baby