They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
I need some lovin'
Some turtle-doving
To dry the ocean
Of tears running down my spine
I need some kissing
But I know you're listenin'
To all the radios
That tune in to read my mind
They say
Loose lips
Fast hips
White teeth
Big head
Brass bed
With a sign that reads (Pow! Pow!)
"Nobody rides for free" (Pow! Pow! Pow!)
I need a honey
To spend my money
To call my phone machine
And hang me up at night
I need some lovin'
Some turtle-dovin'
To dry the ocean
Of tears running down my spine