Keep twirling your whiskers Filling the room with your whispers From your stool, you've been silently scheming With your ghouls flyin' circles 'round the ceiling But it ain't gonna work, hon Someone like you could only dream of getting with a girl like me Don't think I don't know what you're thinkin' Fingering the rim of that cocktail All this tongue, flapping and winking Ain't puttin' me under your spell It's hard to shoot a look of disdain When the corner of my eye is dominated By that open zipper and a piss stain And if you think that's cool, you're either deluded or simply insane You're scaring me with that grin Sending chills down my spine The image of you drooling down your chin keeps spinning around my mind You can sit and stare at me all you like Spiral eyes just ain't gonna work on me Swing your pocket watch at me all night Your little games just ain't gonna work on me (Ooh) (Ooh) You must be joking It's as if you're trying to assault me in your smoke rings Pick me up and drop me in a whirlwind Falling into the tornado you're stirring with your straw You can sit and stare at me all you like Spiral eyes just ain't gonna work on me Swing your pocket watch at me all night Just put it down, and honey, you come home with me