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Ayesha Erotica - Hold Me Like A Microphone Lyrics

(Hold me like a microphone)

Hold me like a microphone
Turn me on and off and make me
Say it's magic, yes, it's magic to me

Hold me like an air guitar
Run your fingers up my neck and play
It's magic, yeah, it's magic to me

Hold me like the keyboard notes
You've been practicing for days
And hope that someday
You'll be on your way

I always see you in the frontrows
Your eyes as wide as the television screens
Telling the stories of my, oh, so instant fame
And maybe you'll be on the guestlist
And I can meet you after the show
In the parking lot next to the
Super Eight Motel

Hold me like a microphone
Twist and turn anyway you want
It's magic, yeah, it's magic to me

Hold me like a tamborine
Shake, shake, shake so everyone can see
That you're the only one for me

Hold me like a crash cymbal
Pound me till you're out of breath
And now it's over, time for someone new

I hope, I hope, I hope I'm turning you on
I hope, I hope, I hope you're singing along
I wish, I wish, I wish that I could just stop
But this is what it takes to string you along

I always see you in the frontrows
Your eyes as wide as the television screens
Telling the stories of my, oh, so instant fame
And maybe you'll be on the guestlist
And I can meet you after the show
In the parking lot next to the
Super Eight Motel

(Hold me like a microphone)