Letras
Oh, Mrs. Thompson
Won't you open your legs again?
I miss those times when
We would bump and fight
But then make love
And oh, sweet Delilah
How sweet you did sit
Upon my brow
And now I'm just a crime
Upon this city
So watch me wriggle
Oh, for my life
Oh, if a thousand men
Couldn't put me back together again
Who am I?
Sweet Mrs. Thompson
Don't you see how you
Cut straight through me?
Oh, I miss those days when
We would sit down
By the waterside, I'd hide
But there, I'm just a crime
Upon this city
Oh, watch me wriggle
Oh, for my life
Oh, if a thousand men
Couldn't put me back together again
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?