It hurts me, it hurts me
The question, the answer
The record is skipping
Be my, be my, blue sunshine
They're going on tour
Fry an egg on your face, girl
You're scorching me, yeah
The Jacksons are reuniting
You scortcher, you scortcher
Be my, be my, blue sunshine
I am havin' a whirl of Canadian go-go girls
The dance is disturbing
Be my, be my, be my dark angel
American girls, when bad girls start wrestling
I need you so bad, girl, it's torturing me
The rhetoric, the theories, it hurts me, yeah
Be my, be my, American concubine
Believe me it hurts me, it's hurting me
And I can't take it anymore
To get to your side of the street
The places you'll never go
Everyone wants to be the next referee, including me
Japanese karate girls, Black girls, White girls
It's torture, it's torture
China girls, Australi-asian, European, Pan
You were just across the street
The faces you'll never know
Be my, be my, viscious and evil one
Be my, be my, be my dark angel
Be my, be my, be my dark angel
You were walking down the street
The questions, the queries
So I had to cross the street
The disco, the dancer
Be my, be my, Capri sun
