She got s** appeal on tap
I try to leave, she drags me back
Oh I may have her on her knees
But I'm the one with the k**er disease
If you live your life again, s**er
Don't pa** up on this woman
She's terminally groovie
Terminally groovie
She moves me
To come on
She believes in after-life
Even dead she'd groove all night
I believe the end is soon
Cos she's gonna drop the atomic groove
I ask her not to squeeze too tight
That's sort of why I don't sleep at night
I was keen when it began
But soon she's gonna k** me, man!
I made love to you until my face turned blue
But because I had to