You should be wilder, you're no fun at all
Yeah, thanks for the input
Thanks for the call
With dull knives and white hands
The blood of a stone
Cold to the touch, right
Right down to the bone
But you, you give me the electric twist
and it kicks, and it kicks like a pony
And true, you might get away with it
It's a risk, it's a risk yeah
Picked from a hot grove, packaged for sale
It drips down the sleeve gets
under your nails
A loss of the senses
a chip off a tooth
The smells of the city
They ride in your suit
He says don't think don't talk
Don't think
Don't think, don't talk
Don't think
Don't think, don't talk
But I don't think I want to
'Cause you give me the electric twist,
and it kicks and it kicks like a pony
And true, you might run away with it,
it's a risk it's a risk yeah
Because it kicks yeah
It really kicks yeah
And the touch of your lips, it's a shock not a kiss
It's electric twist, it's electric twist, yeah
The touch of your lips, it's a shock not a kiss
It's electric twist, it's electric twist, yeah
The touch of your lips, it's a shock not a kiss
It's electric twist, it's electric twist, yeah
The touch of your lips, it's a shock not a kiss
It's electric twist, it's electric twist
He says, don't think, don't talk, Don't think
Don't think, don't talk, Don't think
Don't think, don't talk
But I don't think I want to
Cause you, give me the electric twist
and it kicks, and it kicks, yeah
And true, let you get away with it,
it's a risk, it's a risk, yeah
You might get away with it
It's a risk, yeah
But it kicks, yeah
It really kicks, yeah |
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