Well he feels like an elephant
Shakin' his big grey trunk for the hell of it
He knows that you're dreamin' about being loved by him
Too bad your chances are slim
Well he feels like an elephant
Shakin' his big grey trunk for the hell of it
He knows that you're dreamin' about being loved by him
Too bad your chances are slim
And it's not like Mr. Shuck to get shy when they ask him who is on top
There must be something deep down in the dark, down there
He's not too easily scared
He's got friends, but they got the fear
Wouldn't care too much if he just disappeared
Oh look, hey, there he is now coming down the stairs
(Here he comes)
[Synth Break]
(Ah!)
[Verse 2]
He pulled the mirrors off his Cadillac (Yeah)
Cause he doesn't like it looking like he looks back
He talks like his opinion is a simple fact
Somebody grabbed his collar
He cried the whole way home
No one remembered a thing when they saw him again
That's how it is 'til the end
(Yeah)
Nå han føler sig som en elefant
Shakin' hans store grå kuffert for helvede af det
Han ved, at du er Dreamin' om at blive elsket af ham
Ærgerligt dine chancer er slank
Og det er ikke ligesom Mr. Shuck at få genert når de beder ham, som er på toppen
Der må være noget dybt nede i mørket, dernede
Han er ikke alt for let bange
Han har venner, men de fik frygten
Ville ikke pleje for meget, hvis han bare forsvandt
Oh se, hey, der er han nu på vej ned ad trappen
(Her kommer han)
[Synth Break]
(Ah!)
[Vers 2]
Han trak spejlene off hans Cadillac (Ja)
Årsag han ikke kan lide det ser ud som om han ser tilbage
Han taler ligesom hans mening er en simpel kendsgerning
Nogen greb hans krave
Han græd hele vejen hjem
Ingen huskede en ting, når de så ham igen
Det er, hvordan det er 'til enden
(Ja)
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