Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
Thompson Twins
It comes as no surprise when I look around and find
That you have whet this appetite with such a rare delight
And now my lite fly slides like a good time rhyme
Up and down my bass line
Excuse me while I light your fire
You really blow my mind
My funky valentine
My funky valentine
Oh, those lips could sink a thousand ships
Lick those lips and take a hippy, hippy, hippy trip
To Mars or Venus or some astral plane
Where we can be alone or not too out of place
Excuse me while I light your fire
You really blow my mind
My funky valentine
My funky valentine
P. P. Reubens was a groover; he would have liked your style
You know exactly how to make the big boys cry
Curvaceous, avaricious, lush and malicious
I just can't think of anyone who's more seditious
Excuse me while I light your fire
You really blow my mind
My funky valentine
My funky valentine
My funky valentine
My funky valentine
My funky valentine
My funky valentine
My Funky Valentine was written by Tom Bailey & Alannah Currie.