Makin' love underneath the bed Shooting stars from a purple sky I don't care how I do it. I'm the man on the flaming pie
Stick my tongue out and lick my nose Tuck my shirt in and zip my fly Go ahead, have a vision. I'm the man on the flaming pie
Everything I do has a simple explanation. When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation I took my brains out and stretched em on a rack Now I'm not so sure I'm gonna get 'em back
Cut my toes off to spite my feet. I don't know whether to laugh or cry Never mind, check my rhythm. I'm the man on the flaming pie
I'm the man on the flaming pie Now everything I do has a simple explanation When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation. I took my brains out and stretched em on the rack. Now I'm not too sure I'm gonna to get 'em back.
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