We’re a right pair, you and I It’s a messed-up situation Are you gonna dump this other guy Before I die of sexual frustration? I can’t stand the crowds on a Saturday night Why don’t you come round and try to make it alright?
Gimme some love, gimme some love Gimme some love, gimme some love
The way you get into my corduroys Like you’re on some kind of expedition Your shaking hands are the destroyer of boys I run into the arms of certain extinction First you’re teasing me, then you’re wanting a fight Just ’cause it pleases me doesn’t make it alright
Gimme some love, gimme some love Gimme some love, gimme some love
We’re a right pair, you and I It’s a messed-up situation Are you gonna dump this other guy? Before I die of sexual frustration I can’t stand the crowds on a Saturday night Why don’t you come round, try to make it alright?
Gimme some love, gimme some love Gimme some love, gimme some love Gimme some love, gimme some love Gimme some love, gimme some love