Ev`ryone is telling me that he was born as a love child.
By looking in his eyes, something turned me loose in this hot night.
Feeling the power of lust when the guy`s passing by.
Wrecking one` brain and I`m going insane; don`t know why.
I can feel your  winding up the girl in the red dress.
And my brain is gone. What is going on? I`m burning inside
Feeling the power...
I gotta tell myself that he was born as a love child.
And the story of his way should not make me stay in this hot night.
Feeling the power...
love [bad word] wild, a love child.
Don`t know what I am, a woman or a man. Many troubles behind me.
I`m doing all I can But I`m what I am.
Leave me alone; don`t mistreat me!
Feeling the Power..