Twist My Arm — текст песни (Tragically Hip)

There She Blows, Jacque Cousteau

Hear her sing so sweat and low

Lull me overboard, cold-out

Gathered in a swallowed hole.



Do I want to? With All that charm

Do I want to? Twist my arm



You just hit me where I live

I guess it looked quite primitive

What was that supposed to prove?

Throw the calf or he`ll throw you



Sucked in by the victim world

Thirsty as a cultured pearl

Culled and wooed, bitten chewed

It won`t hurt if you don`t move



Do I want to? With All that charm

Do I want to? Twist my arm



Musical chairs, double dares , memorized stairs

Shootin` of flares, springtime hairs and broken down mares



Coward phones , big soup stones, pride less loans

Grill-sick cows, motel moans and big fat Jones



Martyrs don`t do much for me

Though I enjoy them vicariously

After you No, after me

No I insist please after me



Do I want to? With All that charm

Do I want to? Twist my arm