Vicki My Sick Gills Paroles

Lying on my stomach like a lemon on the ocean floor
I don't want to do it like that
I don't want to do it if it's going to make me want to go

In two shades of blue and green
Well, that's all right and everything
I don't want to talk about it anymore
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel

Stick your fingers in
At the centerplex
Lick them
You can stick them back
It's our right to be obscene
But that's all right and everything
I'm not feeling anything
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel

I don't want to do it like that
I don't want to do it like that
I don't want to do it like that
I don't want to do it like that
I don't want to do it like that
I don't want to do it like that