Lyrics
Hes delighted to love me, but you know,
I just dont know what to say to him. I just dont know.
Heard it on the radio, its no good
Heard it on the radio, its news to me When she gets something, its understood
Babys got somethin shes not used to Down, down, poppy, yeah
Down, down, poppy, yeah
Goin on the corner, Im gonna score
Baby wants somethin, shes in the mood to Baby wants somethin, I want more
When I dont get it, I get blue, blue
Down, down, and its really comin, really comin,
Down, down, poppy, yeah
Goin on the corner, Im gonna score
Babys got somethin, gonna get through, through
When I want somethin I want more,
Heard it on the radio, theres nothin I can do do Im in the mood to and Im 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
Heard it on the radio wont be no need for layin in the road
Tonight Im goin out, oh yeah baby got it but baby want more
She wont need it any more
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
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 spine and down and around
(I want more)
The anal cavity, her cranium
(I wanna score)
Just, it was really great, man,
The gas had inflicted her entire spine
With the elements of a voluptuous disease
With a green vapor, made her feet light
Baby want more
Baby was it in the closet.
Baby get it there, baby tag it,
Baby got it and baby begged for it, baby
I dont think (after station) theres any station
(I remember when)
Quite as interesting to me
(baby worship something)
As the 12th station
(laughin at the flowers)
I tuned in (to the tower) too many centuries
Were calling to me And I spin, come down thru time
Oh, watch them say youre too high
And I swim through
Hear it on the radio, goddamn in my radio,
Hear it on the radio, hear it on the radio
One long ecstatic pure sensation
Restriction started excreting, started excreting, ah exhilarating
Bottomless pit
Hey sheba, hey salome, hey venus eclipsin my way ah.
Her vessel, every woman is a vessel, is evasive, is aquatic.
Everyone, silver ecstatic, platinum disk spinning