Mister Iceberg hold in his north hand A girl the color of sand And in his south hand A no-woman's land
Mister Iceberg has a heart of stone He wants to be left alone North and south his eyes She's his sacrifice
Mister Iceberg, Mister Iceberg Mister Iceberg likes to make love on the rocks Mister Iceberg, Mister Iceberg Mister Iceberg likes his little girls in socks
Mister Iceberg hold in his north hand A girl the color of sand And in his south hand A no-woman's land
Mister Iceberg's tired of his game Let her go they're all the same She's his interlude for the attitude
Mister Iceberg, Mister Iceberg Mister Iceberg likes to make love on the rocks Mister Iceberg, Mister Iceberg Mister Iceberg likes his little girls in socks
Mister Iceberg hold in his north hand A girl the color of sand And in his south hand A no-woman's land
Mister Iceberg has a heart of stone He wants to be left alone North and south his eyes She's his sacrifice
Mister Iceberg, Mister Iceberg Mister Iceberg likes to make love on the rocks Mister Iceberg, Mister Iceberg Mister Iceberg likes his little girls in socks.