Butthole Surfers - Helicopter lyrics

I feel like a sailor baby adrift upon your sea And if you've got to rock your boat, Come rock your boat without Baby, baby, baby, now I am just a helicopter a-spinning up in the breeze And if you've got no air baby, Come spin into my sleep (Come spit into my sleeve) Wait a second baby now, There's something I should know. Are you just what you say you are? Or are you just a whoa Preacher, doctor, I feel like a cantaloupe Your mind is just a knife And if you want to purge my seeds, You got to take my life Preacher, man, Now wait a second, baby, now. There's something I should tell. Cause if you're not what you say you are, You gotta go to hell [Repeats] Preacher, man, what touch me now,(doctor) preacher Doctor man, You cannot touch me there, Preacher Don't touch me there, doctor Preacher! Don't touch me there,doctor!