Ci-gars, ci-gars, ci-ga-a-ars, ci-gars, ci-gars-ci-gars-ci-ga-a-ars, Ci-gars, ci-gars, ci-ga-a-ars, ci-gars, ci-gars-ci-gars-ci-ga-a-ars. Leaned against the bar like a stra-aw in a co*k-tail gla-a**, leaned out towards him like a spo-on pul-led out of a honey jar-jar-jar-jaaaa Ci-gars, ci-gars, ci-ga-a-ars, ci-gars, ci-gars-ci-gars-ci-ga-a-ars, Ci-gars, ci-gars, ci-ga-a-ars, ci-gars, ci-gars-ci-gars-ci-ga-a-ars. The dress untied itself and we were sur-prised my skin a-stayed on;
he opened hi-is arms and I jumped into-them-like-a-basket...ba-a-a-aaa-ll Ci-gars, ci-gars, ci-ga-a-ars, ci-gars, ci-gars-ci-gars-ci-ga-a-ars, Ci-gars, ci-gars, ci-ga-a-ars, ci-gars, ci-gars-ci-gars-ci-ga-a-ars. Lately I find your limbs growing out of my body; you call it love Pica**o-style and-I say, "Have you heard about those mice with ears growing out of their backs?"