Meat Loaf - Magical

Up in the shadows where the skeletons hide
We all live in fear of the door and what's behind
A door you dare not open, 'cause what you'll find
A close encounter of the sexual kind
Love in the shadows, like a smoking gun

Batten down, baby, lock all doors
You've got the love that I'm coming for
Your hait's so straight, I can make it curl
There's a little bit of bad in every good little girl
Love in the shadows, like a smoking gun

Is it really what you want,
One more broken heart
One more lost and lonely
Is it really what you need,
Another broken heart