Something — Jim Sturgess

Something in the way she moves, Attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she woos me. I don't want to leave her now, You know I believe in hell.

Somewhere in her smile she knows, That I don't need no other lover. Something in her style that shows me. I don't want to leave her now, You know I believe in hell.

You're asking me will my love grow, I don't know, I don't know. You stick around now, it may show, I don't know, I don't know.

Something in the way she knows, And all I have to do is think of her. Something in the things she shows me. I don't want to leave her now. You know I believe in hell.