I want her love
Baby I'll get down on my knees
But from above
I saw my life beside the sea
Condemned to be
F-f-f-freaky
I want her love
Talking 'bout a sexistential need
But undreamed of
Faces they wait for you and me
Condemned to be
F-f-f-freaky
Every flower just like a Buddha's eye
Every flower just like a Buddha's eye
Repeats the story, over and over again
F-f-f-freaky
F-f-f-freaky
