Just when things are getting complicated in the eye of the storm
She flicks a red hot revelation, off the tip of her tongue
It does a dozen somersaults and leaves you supercharged
It makes me wanna blow the candles out just to see if you glow in the dark

Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala

Home sweet home, home sweet home, home sweet booby trap
I took the batteries out my mysticism and put'em in my thinking cap
She's got a telescopic hallelujah hanging up on the wall
For when it gets too complicated in the eye of the storm

Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala

And in a hellcat spangled cavern, when you're judgement's on the run
And your acting like a stranger, cos you thought it looked like fun
And did you ever get the feeling that these were things she said before
Her steady hands may well have done the devils pedicure
So what you waiting for?
Sing another fucking shalalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala