Just when things are getting complicated
In the eye of the storm
She flicks a red hot revelation
Off the tip of her tongue

She does a dozen summersaults and leaves me supercharged
Makes me wanna blow the candles out
Just to see if you glow in the dark

Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala

Home sweet home, home sweet home
Home sweet boobytrap
I took the batteries out my mysticism and put them in my thinking cap
She's got a telescopic hallelujah, hanging up on the wall
For when it gets too complicated in the eye of the storm

Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala

And in a Hellcat's spangled cavern
When your judgements on the run
And you're acting like a stranger
Coz you thought it looked like fun

Did you ever get the feeling
That these are things she said before?
Her steady hands may well have done the Devil's pedicure
What you waiting for, sing another fucking shalalala

Shalalala
Shalalala
Shalalala