The Soft Boys - The Yodelling Hoover lyrics

Everything goes down, oh yeah The j**els in the crown, oh yeah She don't know why she does it, oh no Maybe just because it tickles You're very French But your heart's a target for the east There she goes again Singing on a train s**ing on a brain Crawling through a drain Oozing with a snake Hope it doesn't break Squashing on a cake Tease me on a lake I'm very dry But my lips are tempted by your heart Here come the yodelling hoover She's gonna yodel over you She's gonna yodel over you Yeah Baby, what's the use Of being an excuse Your dust encrusted rust Your dessicated lust Of other people's stuff You never get enough And everything you see It goes into your mouth She's very fat But her heart's encrusted by the spines Here come the yodelling hoover She's gonna yodel over you She's gonna yodel over you Here come the yodelling hoover She's gonna yodel over you She's gonna yodel over you She's gonna yodel over you She's gonna yodel over you She's gonna yodel over you