I can whip you up like cream
I can drink your seven seas
Is it too close for comfort?
I can make you come in threes
I'm half way to my knees
Am I too close for comfort?
For the tyrants in a rut, I got a love
For the gutless dogs I got a love
For the doomed youth, I got a love
Won't you tell me pleased, why they got no love for me
Won't you tell me pleased, why they show no love for me
D-d-duh
I'll be charging through your dreams
Riding bare chest silver steed
Am I too close to the bone?
Shake a little hup, two, three
I'm Jesus with my jeans
Am I too close for comfort?
For the millionth time, I got a love
For the blue eyed boys I got a love
For the cruel youth, I got a love
So won't you tell me pleased, why they got no love for me
Won't you tell me pleased, why they show no love for me
D-d-duh
Won't you help me get through these Siberian nights?
Won't you help me get through these Siberian nights?
You know it's hard for me to be alone
Tomorrow we'll go back to our sides
But tonight I need some warmth
D-d-duh