Just when things are getting complicated

In the eye of the storm

She flicks a red hot revelation

Off the tip of her tongue

She does a dozen summersaults and leaves me supercharged

Makes me wanna blow the candles out

Just to see if you glow in the dark

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Home sweet home, home sweet home

Home sweet boobytrap

I took the batteries out my mysticism and put them in my thinking cap

She's got a telescopic hallelujah, hanging up on the wall

For when it gets too complicated in the eye of the storm

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

And in a Hellcat's spangled cavern

When your judgements on the run

And you're acting like a stranger

Coz you thought it looked like fun

Did you ever get the feeling

That these are things she said before?

Her steady hands may well have done the Devil's pedicure

What you waiting for, sing another fucking shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala