Paroles de Moonstruck

Get back baby bobbity bam Bic razor in the palm of your hand Blacked out at the bar of the gods First drink since the second of march I got moonstruck on that stuff Could get bad Your secrets are fine by me Creepin' around kissing the ground, baby Thin long black spider arms over me Waving around, ready to pounce, baby I got moonstruck on that stuff Could get bad Little bubbles in the bones My baby feels right at home