Ice Hockey Hair

She's got ice hockey hair It's instamatic and it has such flair And when the puck hits the back of the cage She feels the tingle of a quiet rage She thinks it's tasty Me thinks it's hasty Take me to a chorus now Tell me what to do if it all falls through? Can you point me a direction I can take my shoes? What did I do to you to make you feel so blue? I get the impression that we're overdue I got the lunar madness and it's coming straight to you Table tennis rules They're so confusing, it's not played by fools And with my tank filled to the brim You may suggest to me anything Phone me, page me Fax me 'til I'm silly Answer me today Tell me what to do if it all falls through? Can you point me a direction I can take my shoes? What did I do to you to make you feel so blue? I get the impression that we're overdue You're my little terror, oh, won't you tell me something new? Maybe you think I'm shady But I sing your language, baby What did I do to you to make you feel so blue? I get the impression that we're overdue What did I do to you to make you feel so blue? I get the impression that we're overdue What did I do to you? Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh