I can whip you up like cream

I can drink your seven seas

Is it too close for comfort?

I can make you come in threes

I'm half way to my knees

Am I too close for comfort?

For the tyrants in a rut, I got a love

For the gutless dogs I got a love

For the doomed youth, I got a love

Won't you tell me pleased, why they got no love for me

Won't you tell me pleased, why they show no love for me

D-d-duh

I'll be charging through your dreams

Riding bare chest silver steed

Am I too close to the bone?

Shake a little hup, two, three

I'm Jesus with my jeans

Am I too close for comfort?

For the millionth time, I got a love

For the blue eyed boys I got a love

For the cruel youth, I got a love

So won't you tell me pleased, why they got no love for me

Won't you tell me pleased, why they show no love for me

D-d-duh

Won't you help me get through these Siberian nights?

Won't you help me get through these Siberian nights?

You know it's hard for me to be alone

Tomorrow we'll go back to our sides

But tonight I need some warmth

D-d-duh