Hey, some kinds of love Margarita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situations arise because of the weather And no kinds of love are better than others la-dee-ta-ta-ta
Hey, some kinds of love now Margarita told Tom Well of course, baby, you're a bore but at that you're not charmless Because a bore is a straight line finds a wealth in division And no kinds of love mistaken for vision la-dee-ta
Some kinds of love now Margarita told Tom They turn to division woh baby, you're not charming Oh baby, ....
And no kinds of love mistaken for vision Put jelly on your shoulder oh baby, lies down upon the carpet Put jelly on your shoulder let's do what you fear most That from which you recoil but still makes your eyes moist Put jelly, baby, on your shoulder lies down, now baby, on the carpet, ooohhh Ooohhh-ooohhh, ooohhh ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh, ooohhh-ooohhh
Well some kinds of love they're mistaken for vision
Well I don't know, baby, what it's all about Oh little baby, why don't you come back hey, la-dee-ta-ta-ta Oh no Lord, ta-li-ta-li-sha oh now baby, la-dee-ta-ta Oh baby, la-dee-ta, ta-ti-ta-ti-ta da-ti-da-ti-ta, la-ta-ta