New Tattoo

I acquired a weakness over the weekend
For a guy with a gold tattoo
His lady love singing like an angel, his lady love
I wish to be anchored as you are on the waves dancing

Flesh and blood anchored as you are
It’s already done a new tattoo
But you’re not immune and just when you’re not listening
The siren starts singing

Oh your poor heart she starts undressing
It’s already done a new tattoo