Electric Six - Be My Dark Angel lyrics

Un, deux, trois, quatre
You were walking down the street
You were just across the street
So I had to cross the street
To get to your side of the street
It's torture, it's torture
I need you so bad, girl it's torturing me
You scorcher, you scorcher
Fried egg on your face, girl
You're scorching me

Be my, be my be my dark angel
Be my, be my capri-Sun
Be my, be my vicious and evil one

The question, the answer
The disco, the dancer
The places you'll never go
The faces you'll never know
It hurts me, it hurts me
Believe me it hurts me it's hurting me
The questions, the queries
The rhetoric, the theories
It hurts me, yeah!

Be my, be my be my dark angel
Be my, be my blue sunshine
Be my, be my American concubine

I am havin' a whirl of Canadian go-go girls
Japanese karate girls black girls
White girls china girls
Australi-asian european pan-American girls

When bad girls start wrestling
Everyone wants to be the next referee
Including me

The record is skipping
The dance is disturbing
The Jacksons are reuniting
They're going on tour
And I can't take it anymore

Be my, be my be my dark angel
Be my, be my blue sunshine
Be my, be my mrs dick Valentine