Bestseller Mystery - Beverley Knight

Oohhh you hit me like a high speed freight train

Just when I thought all was lost

Now intrigue desire racing all through my brain

I opened Pandora’s box

My best friend done told me that you were the shit

See that added fuel to my fire

With the eyes of an angel and a mouth made for sin

Speaking words made to inspire

Something gotta hold of me

Hell 'O- automatic chemistry

This is the way I feel

You’re just like a Bestseller mystery

I can’t put down

I need to read to the end

Baby you flow so heavenly

Gotta turn to page one

Start you all over again

Blazing front cover in every which way

Tell me, what’s behind that little smile?

I done read a couple things

I done read a coupla chapters

I like your turn of phrase

And oohh those lips beguile

I just gotta know

Can I show just what it is

What it is you do, what you do to me

I just gotta know if I explode, you won’t run away from me boy

I just gotta know, does it show in my face the way you look at me boy

I just gotta know can I go, unveil the mystery?