Wafflehead

Album cover art for "Wafflehead" by Robyn Hitchcock & The Egyptians

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Wafflehead

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Are ya comin' baby? I know you're gonna give me all your love Looks like we're gonna get it together this time Just step up those stairs, baby Love on ya baby -- she a wafflehead The syrup drips across her hips And obviously, then I flips Love on ya, baby -- she a wafflehead The sea of cream is what I beam Into her as her eyeballs gleam She a wafflehead The strawberries above her knees Are chiefly what I love to seize Love on ya, baby -- she a wafflehead Her sugar mound is what I found when When I began to look around I love her stuff, can't get enough I'd rather die than treat her rough Love on ya, baby -- she a wafflehead Her calabash is where I crash When I escape the bitter lash Love on ya, baby -- she a wafflehead She's on my plate, she's what I ate I ate her up, I couldn't wait Love on ya, baby I slurp that cone down to the zone Where everybody leave their bone The sea of cream is what I beam Into her as her eyeballs gleam Love on ya, baby -- she a wafflehead -- she a wafflehead That's right honey, she a wafflehead Tell me, baby -- she a wafflehead I smirk and I drool 'Cause I'm her fool I love to drip into her pool Love on ya, baby -- she a wafflehead-- she a wafflehead No thanks, honey -- I don't want any more German wine

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