I Can't Help It - Bananarama

With your smile you’re making plans

You’ve got the world right in the palm of your hands.

Everything you touch is gold but your future life is bought

And sold.

It seems to me that you’ve got it made

But you never show that you’re afraid.

Now the voices in your head they make you scream

And drive you mad.

You’re on a hot line to heaven

Now you’re all alone.

Riding on a hot line

Riding on a hot line to heaven

Standing all on your own.

Staring eyes as cold as stone

I want to be at the sands alone.

Reaching out to cry for help

Once a man but now you’re just a shell.

You can make a deal

You make the break

But you’re heading for an early grave.

You’ve got to find it Got to try

Something special to get you high.

You’re on a hot line to heaven

Now you’re all alone.. ..

You’re on a hot line to heaven

Now you’re all alone.. ..

It seems to me that you’ve got it made

But you’re heading for an early break.

But now some voices in your head

They make you scream and drive you mad.

You’re on a hot line to heaven

Now you’re all alone.. ..

You’re on a hot line to heaven

Now you’re all alone.. ..

You’re on a hot line to heaven

Now you’re all alone.. ..