Don't get any big ideas
They're not going to happen
You paint your house white
And feel the noise
But there'll be something missing
And just when you find it, it's gone
Just when you feel it, you don't
You got her to whence
She kisses you with tongues
And pulls you to the bed
Don't go, you'll only want to come back again
So don't get any big ideas
They're not going to happen
You'll go to hell
For what your dirty mind is thinking
And now that you found it, it's gone
Now that you feel it, you don't
You got to feel it
