I like strawberry shortcake
You’ll take a cherry pie
We’ll have the lot when the mood is right
In the back of a taxi with an appetite
Well, I’m fully equipped
I don’t need no DIY, I, I, I
I’ve got a glue that’ll stick us some more
We end up in a pile on the kitchen floor

(While you’re down there)
You say this isn’t what you mean
It’s really not your scene
Oh really?

Well, I’m bobbin’
I’m Cock Robin
Down in the basement club
Where the tunes drive our fantasies
And I’m talking to you
(What, me?) Yeah, you!
(No!) Yeah
(Wooh!)
She’s pretty
And you’re debonair
Well, I could tag along and be your Lucky Pierre
(Oh yeah!)
I’ve got the urge, and it’s clear to see
A click of your fingers brings me to my knees

(While you’re down there)
You say this wasn’t what you meant
And pull me down again

You’ve got a nerve
And it’s all I deserve
Don’t talk with your mouth full, baby
You know the girls are outside
And I’ve still got my pride
Don’t talk with your mouth full, mouth full

Just blow... up
Just blow

Well, I’ve got boy one, boy two, boy three, boy four
(Knock knock!)
Knocking on my door
So hurry up, man
I’ve got a firm commitment to a happy ending
And I’ve got boy one, boy two, boy three, boy four, boy five
Queuing up outside
So come along, come, come along
(Hey!)
Your account’s in the red and your status is pending

(While you’re down there)
What you said then, I couldn’t say
I’m otherwise engaged

You’ve got a nerve
And it’s all I deserve
Don’t talk with your mouth full, baby
You know the press are outside
And I’ve still got my pride
You keep telling me...
Don’t talk with your mouth full

Oh, no, baby, please don’t laugh
Cos there’s people taking photographs
Through the open window
And yeah, your hair looks fine, oh
They want a piece of this as well
They’re all messed up and I can tell
Given half a chance
They’d be right where you are

Everybody sing
(You’ve got a nerve)
Don’t you know, you’ve got a nerve
(And it’s all I deserve)
It’s all that I deserve now
(Don’t talk with your mouth full)
Don’t talk with your mouth full
Ooh, ooh
(You know the world is outside)
You know that there’s a whole big wide world outside
(And I’ve still got my pride)
I’ve still got a little shred of pride now
Don’t talk with your mouth full, oh!

Just blow... up
Just blow
Just blow... up
Just blow
Just blow
Just blow, just blow, just blow, just blow