Tytuł: Flaming pie

• Wykonawca: Paul McCartney
• Wyświetleń: 305

Making love underneath the bed
   Shooting stars from a purple sky
   I don't care how I do it
   I'm the man on the flaming pie
  
   Stick my tounge out and lick my nose
   Tuck my shirt in and zip my fly
   Go ahead, have a vision
   I'm the man on the flaming pie
  
   Everything I do has a simple explanation
   When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation
   I took my brains out and stretched `em on the rack
   Now I'm not sure I'm ever gonna get `em back
  
   Cut my toes off to spite my feet
   I don't know whether to laugh or cry
   Never mind, check my rhythm
   I'm the man on the flaming pie
  
   I'm the man on the flaming pie
   Now everything I do has a simple explanation
   When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation
   I took my brains out and stretched `em on the rack
   Now I'm not sure I'm ever gonna get `em back