Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning Stranded in the sweet wonderings Breathing the pale moon
I can't get you outta my mind, oh no no I can't get you outta my mind, oh no no I can't get you outta my mind I can't get you outta my mind, oh no no
I can't seem to make you mine I can't seem to make you mine You're flyin' around like a bee Hurtin' everything you see I tried everything I know To
Wondering what I'm doing tonight I've been in the closet and feel all right Ran out of carbona, Mom threw out the glue Ran out of paint and roach spray
I can't stand still cause you've got me goin Your slacks are low and your hips are showin I take you girl as you're standing there Your low cut slacks
Got into a cab, Broadway 59, took off like a blast Almost lost my mind, oh oh ho, cabbie's on crack It first felt like at thrill ride, excited for a
Tipper, what's that sticker stickin' on my CD? Is that some kind of warnin' to protect me? Freedom of choice needs a stronger, stronger voice You can
Oh, oh, oh Sitting here with nothin' to do Sitting here thinkin' only of you But you'll never get out of there She'll never get out of there Texas chain
Standing here in front of the mirror It's gonna be alright tonight Feelin' hot, yeah, I'm on fire I'm never ever goin' to tire Tonight, it's gonna be
I know a place Where the kids all dance I know a place In Paris, France Chop Suey [x2] I know a place Where they really move, yeah Whomp bomp flip
Somebody call me on the phone Say, "Hey hey hey, is Arty home? You wanna take a walk, you wanna go cop? You wanna go get some Chinese rock?" I'm livin
She says, "She's babysittin' tonight" She says, "Come over, it's alright" On the couch with my special one But don't tell me that we won't have fun On
i lied, i lied come back, come back come back, she cried i lied, i lied i tried, i tried come back, come back come back, she cried i lied... oh oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Come on now, come on now We got no wheels to race Come on now, come on now Police are every place Come on now, come on now
They do their best, they do what they can They get them ready for Vietnam From old Hanoi to East Berlin Commando involved again They do their best,
Tipper, what's that sticker sticking on my CD? Is that some kind of warning to protect me? Freedom of choice needs a stronger, stronger voice You can
There's no stoppin' the cretins from hoppin' You gotta keep it beatin' for all the hoppin' cretins Cretin, cretin Gonna go for a whirl with my cretin
When I was a boy I thought about the times I'd be a man I'd sit inside a bottle and pretend I was in a can In my lonely room I'd sit my mind in an ice