
What'll it be now
Picture the scene American dream now oh
The woman is warm
I'm totally dear totally queer totally sincere now
Whats my name now oh
Ooh I never felt this good before
I owe it all to myself
I don't need anybody else
And if its true
I'm coming round to your door
I won't delay any more for the gurl next door
The conversation maybe flat
My audacity deserves a slap
I'm a spy at the house of love
I've got my finger on her door bell