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McCartney Paul Flaming Pie Flaming Pie Making love underneath the bed Shooting stars from a purple sky I don't care how I do it I'm the man on the flaming pie Stick my tounge out and lick my nose Tuck my shirt in and zip my fly Go ahead, have a vision I'm the man on the flaming pie Everything I do has a simple explanation When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation I took my brains out and stretched `em on the rack Now I'm not sure I'm ever gonna get `em back Cut my toes off to spite my feet I don't know whether to laugh or cry Never mind, check my rhythm I'm the man on the flaming pie I'm the man on the flaming pie Now everything I do has a simple explanation When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation I took my brains out and stretched `em on the rack Now I'm not sure I'm ever gonna get `em back |
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