Robert Palmer - Hyperactive Lyrics
Shes got a date for lunch in Singapore,Holds stock in I.B.M. and hates Dior.She puts up her make-up on at 6.00amShe goes to work, gets home then puts it on againAnd its a mystery how wild that girl can be;Shes got so much energy;Shes such an expert at surprising me.Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.And shes so attracted to a wild romance,And more effective than a stimulant -Shes hyperactive.Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.she never missed a beat or missed a chance,And Im persuaded by her argument.Shes hyperactive.The other dancers hypervantilate and start to sweat.One look at her - I know the nights not over yet.She says Where are we going now?Her voice is sweet and soft.I think she lost the key that turns her motor off.And its a mystery how wild that girl can be;Shes got so much energy;Shes such an expert at surprising me.Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.She never missed a beat or missed a chance,And Im persuaded by her argument.Shes hyperactive.Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.And shes so attracted to a wild romance,And more effective than a stimulant -Shes hyperactive.And its a mystery how wild that girl can be;Shes got do much energy;Shes such an expert at suprising me.Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.And shes so attracted to a wild romance,And more effective than a stimulant -Shes hyperactive.Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.she never missed a beat or missed a chance,And Im persuaded by her argument.Shes hyperactive.Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.She never missed a beat or missed a chance,And more effective than a stimulant -Shes hyperactive.Shes hyperactive when she starts to dance.She never missed a beat or missed a chance,And more effective than a stimulant -Shes hyperactive.
