Let me put my arms around your head
gee it's hot let's go to bed
don't forget to turn on the light
don't laugh babe, it 'll be allright
pour me out another please
I'll ring and see if our friends are home
perhaps the strange ones in the doom
can lend us a book we can read up alone
and try to get it on like once before
when people stared in Jagger's eyes
and scored like the vidio films we saw

His name was always Buddy
and he'd shrug and ask to stay
she'd sigh like twig the woder kid
and burn her face away
he's uncertain if she like him
but she knows she really lovers him
it's a crash course for the ravers
in't a drive-in Saturday
Jung the fore man prayed at work
neither hands nor limbs would burst
it's hard enough to keep formation
with this fall our saturation
cursing at the Astronette
that stands in sill by his cabinet
he's crashing out with sylvian
the bureau supply for a greeting man
with shorting head he gives us to th shore
which once it raised a sea that raged no more
like the video films we saw
his name was always Buddy...