gimme your number and I?ll give you a call, You can tell by the lock in my eyes, I?m hormonized, You can tell by the lock in my eyes, I?m hormonized
I chopped the chillis nice and fine, Laid a candle on the table, I pour myself a glass of wine, Set the music sweet and low, You should have been
Sometimes, My girl?s got green eyes, And sometimes, Her eyes are blue, And sometimes, In her in-between eyes, There?s a tiny teardrop makin? them
Stick my head out from underneath, That gear-box is losin? juice, Only thing that?s white?s my two front teeth, What the hell, it ain?t no use, This
There?s a girl you oughta know, Comes to every show, Down the very front row, Y?oughta see her go. A pair of ice-blue eyes, A pair of boppin? thighs
Drove on to the motorway, Think I turned the wrong way, Headin? down south, Cheesy grin on my mouth, I don?t really give a damn, If I don?t know
Twenty-hole, laced-up, steel-toed boots, Can?t feel the clutch or the gas underfoot, Stereo?s blarin? out Oi Polloi, And I?m her lucky toy. Steamin
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Ooh my little pretty one, pretty one. When you gonna give me some time, Sharona? Ooh you make my motor run, my motor run. Gun it comin' off the line
Travelled three hundred miles (that?s a day on the train), With a change half way that?s a helluva pain, But it?s oh-so-very worth it just to see you
She walked right up to the bar, And turned every head in the place, A bright evening star, With a shy little smile on her angelic face, The lingering
Singin? my heart out in the evening rain, An all-weather seranade on Ashton Lane, Made enough money for a ticket on a southbound train, A second-
B-O-M-B ! Hormone bomb! There was nothin' like me at your high-school prom, Ain't no-one gonna tell ya 'bout where l'm from, not dear old aunt Mary
the Hormonauts! [chorus] Come on and fly with us we're Hormone Airlines, All round the world, all round the year, Up in the sky with us we're Hormone
probably wantin' you ,babe to do the Hormone Hop Hormone Hop! All your little chromosomes are boppin'the blues, wearin' pink-peg-slacks and blue suede shoes Hormone
your pheromoanin? [chorus] Wo-oh! We're the Hormonauts Wo-oh! We're the Hormonauts Lookin? for somethin? that baby you got Watch out for me I'm a Hormonaut
She?s only twenty years old, such a lively little soul? Got a tattoo in the middle of her back, She? s got bright pink hair and all the cats turn and
