Twist My Arm

There she blows, Jacque Cousteau Hear her sing so sweet and low Lull me overboard out cold Gathered in and swallowed whole Yeah, do I want to with all that charm? Do I want to twist my arm? Yeah, do I want to with all that charm? Do I want to twist my arm? You just hit me where I live I guess it looked quite primitive What was that supposed to prove? Throw the calf or he'll throw you Do I want to, all that charm? Do I want to twist my arm? Yeah, do I want to with all that charm? Do I want to twist my arm? s*cked in by the victim world Thirsty as a cultured pearl Culled and wooed, bitten, chewed It won't hurt if you don't move Do I want to, all that charm? Do I want to twist my arm? Yeah, do I want to with all that charm? Do I want to twist my arm? Yeah, musical chairs, double dares, memorized stairs Shootin' of flares, springtime hairs, broken down mares Yeah, coward phones , big soup stones, pride less loans Grill sick cows, motel moans, big fat Jones Martyrs don't do much for me Though I enjoy them vicariously After you, no after me No, I insist please after me Do I want to, all that charm? Do I want to twist my arm? Huh, do I want to with all that charm? Do I want to twist my arm? Do it