Don't like the arm in the air.
Your style is so brash,
And that silly moustache.
But it was tabletalk.
Evil I see,
Sends bad vibrations through me.
And oh, what a square
With your diagonal hair.
But it was table talk.
Oh, I said to Gilly,
"How do you do tabletalk?"
Oh, I said to Gilly,
"How do you do tabletalk?"
And this is what she said,
"Love, love, love, love, yeah...."
"Love, love, love, love, yeah...."
"Love, love, love, love, yeah...."
The love of his life,
Too close to become a wife.
And the death of this girl,
Came close to saving the world,
From his tabletalk.
Oh, I said to Gilly,
"How do you do tabletalk?"
Oh, I said to Gilly,
"How do you do tabletalk?"
And this is what she said,
"Love, love, love, love, yeah...."
"Love, love, love, love, yeah...."
"Love, love, love, love, yeah...."
"Love, love, love, love, yeah...."
"Love, love, love, love, yeah...."
"Love, love, love, love, yeah...."
Adam Ant