King Kong
Equal rights and French lace tights, oh baby
Virginia Wolf whistles in the night oh baby
Down in hippy Dortmund I'm dying to see ya walk around
The soundtrack to the city explodes
And I'm drowning in the sound
That's a sex mad roar - what?
And I'm drowning in England's sound
That's a sex mad roar
Now I hear you're goin' out 'cause the jungle drum is poundin'
An I don't want you to go I want you to comprehend
They frighten her again he's a lazy one to blame the stout
I believe her fear is growing
Hey I'm drowning in that sound
That's a sex mad roar - what?
Drowning in that sound
That's the sex mad roar hey! hey! hey! wait!
Drowning in that sound
That's the sex mad roar
hey! heeeeey!
That's a sex mad roar
Faster, faster, Rough stuff, Rough stuff
Not even Che Guevara could ignore your mascara, Senorita
He said Karl Marx was a devil in the dark then you wept
Fidel's on the floor we sit down on the rugs
well even revolutions have to wait
Get drowned out by the sound
That's a sex mad roar
Yeah I'm was drowning in that sound
That's a sex mad roar
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Drowning to the sound
That's a sex mad roar
Yeah, drowning in the sound
That's a sex mad roar
Hup, hup, hup, hup
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah