Artist: Brian Eno
Album: Here Come The Warm Jets
Genre: Rock
My, my, my, we're treating each other just like strangers
I can't ignore the significance of these changes
But you can't treat it lightly, and you'll have to face the consequences
All my worst fears are grounded
You have to make the choice between
The paw paw Negro blowtorch and me, no, no, no
By this time I got to looking for a kind of substitute
I can't tell you who I found, except that it rhymes with dissolute
But my baby's so lazy, she is almost unable and it's driving me crazy
And her loving's just a fable that we sometimes try, with passion, to recall
Send for an ambulance or an accident investigator
He's breathing like a furnace, so I'll see you later, alligator
He'll set the sheets on fire mmm, quite a burning lover
Now he'll barbecue your kitten, he is just another learner lover
You have to make the choice between
The paw paw Negro blowtorch and me
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