Keep twirling your whiskers
Filling the room with your whispers
From your stool, you've been silently scheming
With your ghouls flyin' circles 'round the ceiling
But it ain't gonna work, hon
Someone like you could only dream of getting with a girl like me
Don't think I don't know what you're thinkin'
Fingering the rim of that cocktail
All this tongue, flapping and winking
Ain't puttin' me under your spell
It's hard to shoot a look of disdain
When the corner of my eye is dominated
By that open zipper and a piss stain
And if you think that's cool, you're either deluded or simply insane
You're scaring me with that grin
Sending chills down my spine
The image of you drooling down your chin keeps spinning around my mind
You can sit and stare at me all you like
Spiral eyes just ain't gonna work on me
Swing your pocket watch at me all night
Your little games just ain't gonna work on me
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
You must be joking
It's as if you're trying to assault me in your smoke rings
Pick me up and drop me in a whirlwind
Falling into the tornado you're stirring with your straw
You can sit and stare at me all you like
Spiral eyes just ain't gonna work on me
Swing your pocket watch at me all night
Just put it down, and honey, you come home with me