Your head is like a yoyo, your neck is like the string, Your body's like a camembert oozing from its skin. Your fanny's like two sperm whales floating down the Seine Your voice is like a long fuck that's music to your brain. Your eyes are two blind eagles that kill what they can't see Your hands are like two shovels digging in me. And your love is like an oil-well Dig, dig, dig, dig it, On the Champs-Elysees.