Adam ant/marco pirroni



Big c big h mash mary name it

What a ride what a ride

You got me dizzy with that bullwhip

We clutched each other the walls closed in

Don't bust my chops like gungadin.



We're coming home now diggety dig

The old zippo bang is what it is

We got flip-flop rubber, gung-ho toys

The mohair lockeroom pinup boys.



Five years old, he loves the screen

Kissing with tongues and margerine.



Fast and loose in just one thing

Fast and loose in everything

They sit around and laugh all day

Make paree and draw their pay.



Pool's not in but the patio's dry

A shameful waste, we don't know why.



I can lift weights what the hell

My little girl just thinks i'm swell

No back-slapping daddy-o

Ran the caddy up to 9-0.