Everything goes down, oh yeah
The jewels in the crown, oh yeah
She don't know why she does it, oh no
Maybe just because it tickles
You're very French
But your heart's a target for the east
There she goes again
Singing on a train
Sucking on a brain
Crawling through a drain
Oozing with a snake
Hope it doesn't break
Squashing on a cake
Tease me on a lake
I'm very dry
But my lips are tempted by your heart
Here come the yodelling hoover
She's gonna yodel over you
She's gonna yodel over you
Yeah
Baby, what's the use
Of being an excuse
Your dust encrusted rust
Your dessicated lust
Of other people's stuff
You never get enough
And everything you see
It goes into your mouth
She's very fat
But her heart's encrusted by the spines
Here come the yodelling hoover
She's gonna yodel over you
She's gonna yodel over you
Here come the yodelling hoover
She's gonna yodel over you
She's gonna yodel over you
She's gonna yodel over you
She's gonna yodel over you
She's gonna yodel over you
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