Hello

get out the abacus and count this

a funny story with a dark twist

the target's so big that you can't miss me 



you're cumpulsive

and every page I turn I want more

I never know the next thing in store

cus you excite me like a locked door does



like a limpet

I wanna take your voice and drink it

there doesn't seem to be a limit

to all the things that I could do



I know how I want it to go

I know how I want it to be

don't make me think before i speak

or make me hold my horses



Hold tight

we saddled up if you can ride right

if you just think it then you'll be fine

fingers crossed that its the right time this time



your a fat swamp

we can visit for a fun romp

I really want to do the high jump

taking a risk with do us all some good



I know how I want it to go

i know how I want it to be

dont make me think before i speak

or make me hold my horses



I've got my eye on the prize (look at their eyes)

my beady eyes are alive (are alive)

although i dont know what comes next

I will not hold my horses



Hello

get out the abacus and count me

a funny feeling say I won't leave

the target's so big that you can't miss me



I know how i want it to go (I want it to go)

I know how i want it to be (I want it too)

don't make me think before I speak

or make me hold my horses



Ive got my eye on the prize (look at their eyes)

my beady eyes are alive (are alive)

and though i dont know what comes next

i will not hold my horses



I know what you thinking

I know how you see me

although it hurts

you're probably right