Love Minus Zero - Hudson Mohawke & Nikki Nair

My love she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn't have to say she's faithful Yet she's true like ice, like fire People carry roses And make promises by the hours My love she laughs like the flowers Valentines can't buy her In the dime stores and bus stations People talk of situations Read books, repeat quotations Draw conclusions on the wall Some speak of the future My love she speaks softly She knows there's no success like failure And that failure's no success at all The cloak and dagger dangles Madams light the candles In ceremonies of the horsemen Even the pawn must hold a grudge Statues made of matchsticks Crumble into one another My love winks, she does not bother She knows too much to argue or to judge The bridge at midnight trembles The country doctor rambles Banker's nieces seek perfection Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring The wind howls like a hammer But night blows rainy My love she's like some raven At my window with a broken wing

My love she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn't have to say she's faithful Yet she's true, like ice, like fire People carry roses Make promises by the hours My love, she laughs like the flowers Valentines can't buy her In the dime stores and bus stations People talk of situations Read books, repeat quotations Draw conclusions on the wall Some speak of the future My love, she speaks softly She knows there's no success like failure And that failure's no success at all The cloak and dagger dangles Madams light the candles In ceremonies of the horsemen Even the pawn must hold a grudge Statues made of match sticks Crumble into one another My love winks, she does not bother She knows too much to argue or to judge The bridge at midnight trembles The country doctor rambles Bankers nieces seek perfection Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring The wind howls like a hammer The night blows cold and rainy My love, she's like some raven At my window with a broken wing

Ula models for top magazines See her smile in her pink limousine Queen of lipstick, shampoo and suncreams, She's the fun of every man's dreams She thinks she's ooh-la-la, But she's just la-de-da Minus zero Flies to Rio when Rio is sunny Never sweats,'cause she stands in the shade She's a honey, and brings in the money Works for pleasure, but always gets paid She oozes sex appeal, But she just isn't real Minus zero Ula models for top magazines See her smile in her pink limousine Queen of lipstick, shampoo and suncreams, She's the fun of every man's dreams She thinks she's ooh-la-la, But she's just la-de-da Minus zero