Here comes that man again - Kirsty MacColl



Here comes that man again

It's always round midnight

That Amsterdam creeps into my PC

After a long hard day selling pornography

He likes to come home and talk to me

He's got his mind on the job but

His technological props

Oops, another file on the email

And though I'm scared to click open

I just can't help having a look

Oh, here comes that man again

A car crash in my psyche

My curiosity's driving me

Yes here he comes again

Who'd have thought I'd have as much fun

With an anonymous Dutchman?

I never knew I had it in me

He says the camera is on and

Can I see him yet?

I say ";Babe you look like a ghost

And sound like a Dalek to me";

So let's go back to the written word

Even though we both know it's absurd

Here comes that man again

Here comes that man again

Here comes that man again



Here comes that man again

He knows that I'm online

";Knock knock, who's there?";

It's just a matter of time

Here comes millenium man

Rum and coke in one hand

And in the other...

Is that a mouse a see?

Although when I tell him he's corny

It seems to make him quite horny

And through the cyberspace

I watch the rapture on his face

Yes while his girlfriend is sleeping

His sexuality's peeking

Here comes that man again

After a long hard day

He likes to come home and talk to me

He says it's something he needs

He can't stop spilling the seeds

God bless European unity

And all those who never sleep



Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby

Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby

Sha la la la la, get your rocks off

Another stain on another blue dress



Sha la la la la



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