BE 12" Play It Again Sam BIAS30
Side A plays at 45 rpm, Side B at 33 rpm.
Smash me into little pieces, put me in a cup, add sugar, stir me, warm me up, and drink me. I want to get inside you. I want to light your heart. I want to lick your secret valleys, slide through alleys, dance from stone to stone. I want to hear you moan in ecstasy. You're shy, you shouldn't be. I just want to get to know you better, to know you better, know you better. I'm a curious guy.(x3) I spy. There's blood in my eyes. I'm a furious guy.(x2) I die. (I'm great in cans; I'm great on toast........)
You rolled your tongue, you spat... I flew... A hole in one! Despatched me in the kitchen sink; I sank confused and bruised and thinking about our honeymoon of nights beneath the moon together. Crosslegged, floating down the river. We didn't need a boat-us angels aren't afraid of water, are we?Are we?? I am, now I'm lying flat with alligators and rats to talk to... licking sweetcorn from my fingers, tea leaves from my eyes;the blood of suicides is dripping on all sides, and I'm wondering if one of them could be you. YOU..... Yes, I wonder if one of them could be you. (She said, "no complications...I've been hurt too many times before and each time, well it gets a little harder - I'll hurt you if you stay for more. (she said....) She said : "it was different last night; You were a tiger on the prowl. You had claws - but they snapped. You don't attract me now. She said, "Don't bother phoning ; I'd slam the receiver right down. Well, I just want to be alone you know these days.....)
Somewhere someone's laughing.