Ah, Mmm, Mmm

Said the dentures to the peach

Said the tide of filth to the bleach

Said the spike to the tomato

Said the curry to the corpse

I got the hots for you

I got the hots for you

I got the hots for you

I got the hots for you



Here I am

Looking out on a crystal world

Floating currents of human eyes

Baking land under creamy skies



Yeah



Said the vicar to the waitress

"The best thing about you is your waist"

She laughed a laugh that echoed round a fortress

Said "Wait till you see the statues in my bathroom"

I got the hots for you

I got the hots for you

Huh, huh

I got the hots fro you

I got the hots for you



There she was

When you see her your eyes awake

Electric bulbs on a birthday cake

Would you care for a lump of steak?

Or a piece of hake?

Or another take