Well now friends let me tell you about this cat that I once met,. Smooth talker with an export cigarette. I don't believe I ever saw him without a cocktail in his hand.
The maddest kind of love. Is a love you know is wrong. It burns a hole, right through your soul. And cuts you like a knife. . The maddest kind of love.
Swingin' through the jungle. I have sailed the Seven Seas. King of the monkeys. And nothin' bothers me. I wanna fly right to the sky. I wanna touch the moon.
And now friends let me tell you about this cat that I once met. Smooth talker with an export cigarette. I don't believe I ever saw him without a cocktail in his hand.
Swingin' through the jungle, I have sailed the 7 sea's. King of the monkeys and nothing bothers me. I wanna fly right through the sky, I wanna touch the moon.
The maddest kind of love. Is a love you know is wrong. It burns a hole right through your soul. And cuts you like a knife. . The maddest kind of love.