Rip off your arms
Hand them to me and see
How they make a lovely scarf
Your hands are safe with me kept in a jar

Tear out your hair
Throw it on me and see
What discomfort this sure will be
To suffer endlessly is true love

If I can make you miniature
I’d cradle you just like a cabbage patch
And I would bring you back to life size
Just in time for you to catch
Me baby
I’ve got a lotta love to give
Oh baby
I’ve got a lotta love

Rip off your arms
Hand them to me and see
How they make a lovely scarf
Your hands are safe with me kept in a jar

If I could slice you up
Into small pieces that were byte-sized
I would swallow without chewing
So you could re-form inside me perfectly
Baby
I’ve got a lotta love to give
Oh baby
I’ve got a lotta love to give

If I could slice you up
Into small pieces that were byte-sized
I would swallow without chewing
So you could re-form inside me perfectly
Baby
I’ve got a lotta love to give
Oh baby
I’ve got a lotta love to give
Oh baby
I’ve got a lotta love to give
Oh baby
I’ve got a lotta love


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