Our story begins on a sunday afternoon
Just between halfway tree and Spanish Town
Where a young boy
Not yet the cock o’ the walk that he would soon become,
Was lying on the grass and taking in the sweet and sensuous scent of hibiscus
That languidly lilted along the summer breeze

It was at this precise moment that he saw her.
Her walk was soft and delicate with a thaumaturgical touch
That only a rabbi’s daughter could have
Before their eyes had even met
Her luminous lips had already lured him in
Salvation winked with he promise of a briss held at pinnacle
And a congregation of sages bunny hopping and chicken dancing to yiddish mento

Then their eyes linked
An aeon blinked Amharic vows were scried upon their hearts
Just to think this could all be with a frenectomy and a few words of love.

My shabop shalom baby
Won’t you shabop shalom with me
Under the old banana tree
Whoa, whoa

My sweet Tel Avivian lamb‘s bread
My heart can act as an emollient
And you’ll never ever say
Get bent!

No, no
Todamama todamama
Todamama todamama
Todamama

Todamama todamama
Todamama todamama
Todamama

All the signals that I’m sending I’ll keep sending
And on the constantillionth time
I’ll make you mine
Yes, I swear I will

Your sweet supple breasts are golden ghettos
Soft statues in stilettos
Two wise men instead of three
Whoa, whoa

(Blow a kiss just for me)
When I’m ever in a foul mood
I’ve gotta see you in your talmud
And so happy in makes me

(who who who who who)

You wanna know who
Who wrote the book of Job?
She wants to know who
(who who who who who)
Who wrote the dead sea scrolls?
Well, I did, I did, yeah
Yes, I did, I did

I did, I did, mm-hm!
I did, I did

Hexakosioi hexekonta hex phobia can be a fun ordeal
I swear by Solomon’s seal

Honey, when it comes to love
There’s a fire in the deep bend of my heart
Givin’ me the heeby-geebys

You see
I know the land of wood and water is
Merely fooder for the loves slaughters
And darling, I’ve watched you cake walk to the immaculate conception
For far too long

Walls are wailing
I’m livicated to you
Ahaba raba
Ahaba raba for you

We’re in heaven
We’re in heaven, it’s true
I’m ascending
I’m ascending tonight with you

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