And if you've got to rock your boat,
Come rock your boat without
Baby, baby, baby, now
I am just a helicopter a-spinning up in the breeze
And if you've got no air baby,
Come spin into my sleep
(Come spit into my sleeve)
Wait a second baby now,
There's something I should know.
Are you just what you say you are?
Or are you just a whoa
I feel like a cantaloupe
Your mind is just a knife
And if you want to purge my seeds,
You got to take my life
Now wait a second, baby, now.
There's something I should tell.
Cause if you're not what you say you are,
You gotta go to hell
Preacher, man, what touch me now,(doctor) preacher
Doctor man, You cannot touch me there, Preacher
Don't touch me there, doctor Preacher! Don't touch me there,doctor!
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"Helicopter" as written by A. Partridge
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