Here Comes That Man Again Lyrics by Kirsty Maccoll

Here Comes That Man Again Lyrics

    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, get your rocks off baby
    Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby
    Sha la la la la, get your rocks off
    Yes, yes

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