| Lyrics: | He's delighted to love me, but you know,
I just don't know what to say to him. I just don't
know.
Heard it on the radio, it's no good
Heard it on the radio, it's news to
me
When she gets something, it's understood
Baby's got somethin' she's not used
to
Down, down, poppy, yeah
Down, down, poppy, yeah
Goin' on the corner, I'm
gonna score
Baby wants somethin', she's in the mood to
Baby wants somethin', I want
more
When I don't get it, I get blue, blue
Down, down, and it's really comin', really
comin',
Down, down, poppy, yeah
Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna score
Baby's got
somethin', gonna get through, through
When I want somethin' I want more,
Heard it on the
radio, there's nothin' I can do do
I'm in the mood to And I'm a woman and an
individual
And I want rockin' real slow I wanna hear it on the radio
I wanna hear it, I
wanna score (poppies) I wanna hear
it on the radio Baby got it but baby want more
On the
radio, heard it on the radio
Baby got it but baby want more
[babble]
Heard it on the
radio Won't be no need for layin' in the road
Tonight I'm goin' out, oh yeah Baby got it but
baby want more
She won't need it any more [babble]
Although she was tense and lean in the
sun Splintered like a country
Gently pulled his finger
Everything is soakin' and spread with
butter
Their flowers on an average [on the seed?]
And then they laid her on the
table
She connected with the inhaler
And the needle shiftin' like crazy,
She was, she
was completely still.
It was like a painting of a vase,
She just lay there and the gas
traveled fast
Through the dorsal |
