Your hot air blows
While I heave and throw
The frying pan
I need a fan!
It's fright night
Until first light
Then, what a sight
A troglodyte!
I'm in bed-lam
I've been bed-slammed
So much bedlam
With another man.
You've been teasing
I've been pleasing
I'm in bedlam
Don't know who I am.
Crazy does not describe
My need for a diatribe
You've held me down
And pranced around
I'm in bedlam
It's the circumstan
So much bedlam
With another man.
No need for deep thought
'Cause I know just what I've got
A season ticket for two
And love slanted for you
My hands can barely grip
You say go ahead and strip
This was not my plan
To be in such bedlam
I'm not sure if I can take it
You say use elbow grease to make it
That is when I ran
I ran from the bedlam.
I'm in bed-lam
I've been bed-slammed
So much bedlam
With another man.
