It's a little bit late now, But there's times you will Get a little bit out of hand, Making all of a spill. And if we can lay this down, You're going all the way. Take a look and I'll check it out, 'Cause I can always find it. Such a lonely place. Ooh. This room without your face. Ooh. Ooh. American Science. All night long she can two-step and sway. Ooh, it's such awful manners. Don't keep me waiting, come and lie beside me. A little megalomania becomes you, evidently. There ain't a thing you can acquire With your cling-wrap plaything. Just look at this state. I crawl around in a daze, Like symptomatic case Of your soul persuasion. Such a lonely place. Ooh. This room without your face. Ooh. Ooh, it's a little bit later now, And there's time you will let it all get Out of hand when you feel you feel. I just switched on the operation. Such a lovely face. Ooh. It pulls me into place. Ooh.