Disaster (The Besnard Lakes)

Baby, I've got some words for you When you get up in the afternoon But you're not at home You're out there alone So I've called to capture devices for spies with vices Generals have fought for spies like you Our lady with secrets written all over her body But I've heard you lie I've read your file You knew to gather your life's work and shred it to pieces Baby come on, baby come on, baby come on Baby baby won't you come on Baby come on, baby come on, baby come on I think there's someone here to see you You've got disaster on your mind They see the secrets in your eyes They've got disaster on their minds If they were to find you on their side Baby come on/Disaster on your mind