King Kong - Frog

Something good, it can’t be this wrong, make you love me by the end of this song

Drag you screaming and set in bonds, Empire State Building, King Kong

Something good, it can’t be this wrong, make you love me by the end of this song

Set in chains like Damon Wayans, to the family that bears his name

Won’t you look handsome, rolled up pants, and holding cocktail parties for

ransom

I wanna tie you up and then some, love some type

A way our grandsons will sit upon our knees in mansions and ask about, again,

through tantrums

Something wrong with a heart that longs for another

Don’t you love her?

Yeah, I’m busy son, pops open a cold one, ask your mother

Don’t you love her?

Don’t you love her?

Something good, it can’t be this wrong, make you love me by the end of this song

Drag you screaming and set in bonds, Empire State Building, King Kong

Something good, it can’t be this wrong, make you love me by the end of this song

I see London, I see France, I see red

Well here’s your chance to pull my heart just out its cartridge,

shoot at its feet and make it dance

And all my prayers are national anthems, the desert is an off-white canvas God

stretched out tight over Kansas, and drew the chalk-lines round' my hands

Something wrong with a heart that longs for another

Don’t you love her?

Yeah, I’m busy son, pops open a cold one, ask your mother

Don’t you love her?

Don’t you love her?

Something good, it can’t be this wrong, make you love me by the end of this song

Drag you screaming and set in bonds, Empire State Building, King Kong

Something good, it can’t be this wrong, make you love me by the end of this song