Talkshow Boy
Sticky-Clingy
I'm gonna love you with my arms, I'm gonna love you with my legs
I'm gonna love you with my five-fingered hands
The day that I stop loving you's the day I'm gonna die
'Cos I'm a sticky-clingy, need-you-near-me man

Well the soda fountain's flowing at the boom-tikka-tang-tikka-tang-tang-tang
I don't even know what I am doing in this city
I can change, I can change
I can quit my playboy ways
'Cos I'm new and I'm improving every day in every way

I'm gonna love you with my arms, I'm gonna love you with my legs
I'm gonna love you with my five-fingered hands
The day that I stop loving you's the day I'm gonna die
'Cos I'm a sticky-clingy, need-you-near-me man

Ooh, can you honestly tell me that the way we walk togethеr hand-in-hand
Is nothing but a brief encounter just to tidе you over 'til you find a better man?
And ooh, something 'bout the way you kiss my lippy-lips, it makes my heart
Explode
In aurora borealis in the deepest parts of my private pleasure zones

C-O-M-M-I-T-M-E-N-T baby wha-ohh, it's all I really need
C-O-M-M-I-T-M-E-N-T baby, wha-ohh, it's all I really want
C-O-M-M-I-T-M-E-N-T baby wha-ohh, it's all I really need
C-O-M-M-I-T-M-E-N-T baby, wha-ohh, it's all I really want
C-O-M-M-I-T-M-E-N-T baby wha-ohh, it's all I really need
I'm gonna love you with my arms, I'm gonna love you with my legs
I'm gonna love you with my five-fingered hands [and]
The day that I stop loving you's the day I'm gonna die
'Cos I'm a sticky-clingy, need-you-near-me man
I'm gonna love you with my arms, I'm gonna love you with my legs
I'm gonna love you and love you with my hands
The day that I stop loving you, I'll die, I'll die
'Cos I'm a man, I'm a man, I'm a man