Lyrics > Speedball Baby – Three Quarter Man

Let’s open the package

Yeah

They wouldn’t dose me

Ahhh

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Shimmy-shimmy shake

That’s a losing game

Half-man
Quarter-man
Three-quarter-man
I’m the only complete man

A monkey man
A monkey man

You all try to keep me away from the wine
The sweet, sweet wine
Be my nurse-maid
My nurses aid

I dreamed of teenagers
Gettin’ it on
On a couch in a supermarket
It was prom night

You were there
You were there
And you were there
And you were there

They wouldn’t dose me
Birds outside my window
I heard them call the nurse
My I have another?
All the sheets were wrapped-up in a pitiful knot
She said “if the straight-jacket fits, wear it”
And I wore it, right to the end

She could not resist
The verbal assult of my eyes
But my eyes
Rotate
Gyrate
Shimmy-shimmy shake

They wouldn’t dose me
Gyrate
Rotate
Shimmy-shimmy shake
Rotate
Wouldn’t dose me
Rotate
Gyrate

Shimmy-shimmy, shimmy-shimmy, shimmy-shimmy shake
Shimmy-shimmy, shimmy-shimmy, shimmy-shimmy shake