Aviva, Aviva Come on let's have a threesome Aviva, Aviva It's how our love must end
In the night the telephone is ringing Someone is sleeping underneath our bed Secrets listen in on our conversations We know there's a boogie man in both our heads
Let this love be what it wants It wants to be fucked up Always been the story of Two brunettes and a blonde
Aviva, Aviva Come on let's have a threesome Aviva, Aviva The truth is always fresh
Met you in the middle of a snowstorm Then it turned out you were living with that blonde Soon she was looking at me sideways Then we went round and round and round
In a dress with six arms Two girls is not enough Always been the story of Two brunettes and a blonde
Aviva, Aviva Come on let's have a threesome Aviva, Aviva It's how our love must end Aviva, Aviva Go on and call that shiksa Aviva, Aviva Let's all go out for lunch
Aviva, Aviva Come on let's have a threesome Aviva, Aviva The truth is always fresh Aviva, Aviva Go on and call the shiksa Aviva, Aviva It's how the story ends