Twisting - Hagfish

She set your goldfish free

Now she is sighing

Blew out your pilot light

And made a wish

She doesn’t have to have

Her db’s records back now

But there’s not alot of things

That she’ll take back now

She wants to see you so bad

She wants to see you so bad

Twisting, Twisting

In the wind

She’s not your satellite

She does not miss you

So turn off your smoke machine

And your Marshall stack

She doesn’t have to have

Her Young Fresh Fellows tapes back now

But there’s not alot of things

That she’ll take back now