Dominic Riccitello - Average lyrics

i think of your flaws and they turn me on no faux pas, i think of everything wrong, it turns me on i feel the burns, i hear the birds, speak the words i yearn, ask for no return, sit back, relax and learn talk to me stern, smack me and make it firm, like i deserve ‘cause i see no wrong and if you hear me at dawn and i'm speaking in tongues, don't strike the drums don't pull the gun, call upon the sons us, the ones, who sing the song as we strike the gong you don't know what comes along you don't know a swan you only know what's drawn you don't know the beauty of a frog the joy of a hog an average john you don't know what's good until it's gone