My girl is really sensible Except in love when she's a dill I say that she's a mental cripple But that's only when I'm mad or pickled Hold on I treated her so bad Hold on, hold on Where's her measure of pleasure? She should just go out Jump and twist and shout But love makes her much too tender A neanderthalic haze Causing me to misbehave Hold on I treated her so bad Hold on, hold on Where's her measure of pleasure? She should just go out Jump and twist and shout But love makes her much too tender Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on She should just go out Jump and twist and shout But love makes her much too tender But love makes her much too tender Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on Hold on (Hold on) Hold on (Hold on) Hold on (Hold on) Hold on