Artist/Band:
The Tragically Hip
Lyrics for Song: Twist My Arm
Lyrics for Album: Yer Favourites/Hipeponymous [2005]
Thar she blows, Jacques Cousteau
Hear her sing so sweet and low
Lull me overboard, out-cold
Gathered in and and swallowed whole
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
Sucked 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? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
Musical chairs, double dares, memorized stairs,
Shootin' off flares, springtime hares and
broken-down mares
Cowered phones, big soup stones, prideless loans,
Grill-sick crows, motel moans and a 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? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm
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