I don’t wanna know your name
An I, could have your private number, baby

All I know is that to me
You look like you’re lost some fun
Open up your loving arms
I want some, want some

I set my sights on you (and no one else will do)
And I (I, I, I), I’ve got to have my way now, baby

All I know is that to me
You look like you’re lost some fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out here I come

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round

I don’t wanna be your friend now, baby
Bu I wanna move just a little bit closer

All I know is that to me
You look like you’re lost some fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out, here I come

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round

All I know is that to me
You look like you’re lost some fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out here I come

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round

I’m just like rolling a stone up a hill in Hades
If you want to lie with me, you’re going to be a liar

Hell-flavored, I’ve got mood poisoning
you must be something that I hate
I’m just a prison of property buckets full of better misery

There’s not a word for what I want to do to you
There’s not a word for what I want to do to you

(chorus)
You and me and the devil makes 3
You and me
You and me and the devil makes 3
You and me
You and me and the devil makes 3
You and me

Murdercute happyrape
Murdercute happy, happy, happyrape
Killer
Murdercute happyrape
Murdercute happy, happy, happyrape
Killer

Watch out your face, my sperms’s cold as ice
Bouquete of knives, killer
Watch out your face, my sperms’s cold as ice
Bouquete of knives, killer

You and me and the devil makes 3
You and me
You and me and the devil makes 3
You and me
You and me and the devil makes 3
You and me
1-2-3
1-2-3

If you get in bed someone will fall in love
You and me and the devil makes 3

There’s not a word for what I want to do to you
There’s not a word for what I want to do to you
There’s not a word for what I want to do to you
There’s not a word for what I want to do to you

Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake
to grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake
feed it to us to squirm in our bellies
twisting our guts make our spines to jelly
stay, don’t wanna go now
drove the children from their chores
handcrafted housewives into whores
fear of the beast is calling it near
creating what we’re hating, it’s only fear that is here
stay, don’t wanna go now
come into our home, won’t you stay
I know the steak is cold but it’s wrapped in plastic
come into our home, won’t you stay
i know the steak is cold but it’s wrapped in plastic
I’m only as deep as the self that I dig
I’m only as sick as the stick in the pig
thin and so white, thin and so white
daddy tells the daughter
while mommy’s sleeping at night
to wash away sin you must take off your skin
the righteous father wears the yellowest grin
don’t wanna go now
stay, don’t wanna go now
stay, don’t wanna go now
come into our home, won’t you stay
I know the steak is cold but it’s wrapped in plastic