Song Description

Internet stalking.... Medicated, psychotic guy meets girl in chat room, thinks life would be complete if only....

Lyrics

The heavy perfume;
the gossip's rotting and it's drawing flies.
The feast is cold,
waiting for their pleasure to arrive.

Like an apparition, she was standing in the door.
Man, they cleared the floor.

I did a figure eight around the moon.
The place lit up when she came in the room.
She rolled her eyes, threw back her head.
That figure eight, it knocked me dead.

We played charades;
Dame Edna was a forward for the Bulls.
The orchestra played;
in penguin suits they tango to and fro.

Then she spoke to me, this paragon of pedigree,
and asked would I like to dance.
Man, I was in a trance.

I did a figure eight around the moon.
The place lit up when she came in the room.
She rolled her eyes, threw back her head.
That figure eight, it knocked me dead.

I was in a trance ..........

When she looked my way
I see she needed a shave.

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
hock_chris	My Top Songs	9/10/2007