Or at least that's the impression I get
Not to get what you set out to acquire
I doubt it's your style
The t-shirt and ties combination
(Brian)
And she's not aware yet, but she's yours
To make them wait for a while
I imagine that it's there on a plate
Bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept cause
Cause we can't take our eyes off
Your rendezvous rate means that you'll never be frightened
She'll be sayin' "Use me,
You made the other stories standin'
We're grateful and so strangely comforted
Are you puttin' us under?
Calm, collected, and commandin'
Well see you later, innovator
And I wonder, are you puttin' us under?
The t-shirt and ties combination
The eyes are on fire
Cause we can't take our eyes off
With your renditions and jokes
Cause you're smooth and you're wet
With your effortlessness
You are the unforecasted storm
You've stolen their, thunder
There's not a net you couldn't slip through
(Top marks for not tryin')
Show me the jacuzzi"
Some want to kiss, some want to kick you
