作词 : Hitchcock

Ah  Mmm  Mmm

Said the dentures to the peach

Said the tide of filth to the bleach

Said the spike to the tomato
Said the curry to the corpse

I got the hots for you

I got the hots for you

I got the hots for you

I got the hots for you

Here I am

Looking out on a crystal world

Floating currents of human eyes

Baking land under creamy skies

Yeah

Said the vicar to the waitress

"The best thing about you is your waist"

She laughed a laugh that echoed round a fortress

Said "Wait till you see the statues in my bathroom"
I got the hots for you

I got the hots for you

Huh  huh

I got the hots for you

I got the hots for you

There she was

When you see her your eyes awake

Electric bulbs on a birthday cake

Would you care for a lump of steak

Or a piece of hake

Or another take