When I first met you on the roof,
You caught me in your web of youth,
But now I know the wicked truth,
It's much to late so what's the use in fighting?
You peel me like an onion skin,
And wonder at the state I'm in,
One day you'll turn up to begin,
And find there's nothing left but innuendo.. (innuendo)
Beside you others fade away,
Like amateurs in love's charade,
Much more than just a game you play,
The certain rules become a way of living.. (way of living)
Night after night I try to prove
That I can resist you
Tied up inside your Love Voodoo
Designed to Manipulate

The Queen of sensuality,
You shelter me from Liberty,
It's nothing short of Piracy,
That's not to say it doesn't please me sometimes.
Now this may come as no surprise,
But I'm content to compromise,
Until the day you realize,
That I have been manipulating you.. (no surprise, no surprise)
(Man-ipu-lat-ing)
Night after night I try to prove
That I can resist you
Tied up inside your Love Voodoo
Designed to Manipulate

Night after night I try to prove
That I can resist you
Tied up inside your Love Voodoo
Designed to Manipulate

Night after night I try to prove
That I can resist you
Tied up inside your Love Voodoo
Designed to Manipulate

Night after night I try to prove
That I can resist you
Tied up inside your Love Voodoo
Designed to Manipulate

(Yes, I'm tied up inside your loving
But it's voodoo to me
Every night how I try
How I try to resist you
But it's no good to me)
Night after night I try to prove
That I can resist you
Tied up inside your Love Voodoo
Designed to Manipulate

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): JOHN TAYLOR, NICK RHODES, SIMON LE BON, WARREN CUCCURULLO