CHORUS:
And
here she comes again
And
I'm sitting on my hands
And
she sings to me that siren song
Here
she comes again and I'm biting my lip But it won't be long
As Brother
Barry said
As he
married Marion
The
wife has three great attributes
Intelligence,
a Swiss army knife and charm
But
that's not enough sometimes
And
she did speak her mind
And
told them all that she believed
The
only way to disarm is to disarm
l know
people who's idea of fun
Is throwing
stones in the river in the afternoon sun
Oh let
me be as free as them
Don't
let her pass this way again
Though
you cannot be blamed
But
I've become inflamed
With
thoughts of lust and thoughts of power
Thoughts
of love and the thoughts of Chairman Mao
We have
such little time
At your
place or mine
I can't
wait till we take our blood tests
Oh baby
lets take our blood tests now
Marco Giunco |
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