Lyrics:

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