Well, the first time that I saw you
I could not speak a word
My tongue was tied in giant knots
And I felt so disturbedAt the feeling rushing through me
The heat inside my veins
At the way my nerve ends tingle
Every time you call my nameI've got a lust ignited fever
And I can't put out the flameNext time that I saw you
I felt so at ease
You had a languid disposition
I had an willingness to pleaseAnd your candy apple red lips
Full of violets and sex
Had me harder than a coal train
Had my collar wringing wetNow I'm gonna crash and burn
But I'm not finished yetMy heart is pounding like a big bass drum
Excited at the thought I might get me some
Lick it off my fingers
Taste it on my tongue
Love you little baby like a machine gunYou're a symphony of elegance
A masterpiece of grace
And animated work of art
Who's acquired a tasteFor the flesh of weaker lovers
Lie down on their backs
To be ridden at your leisure
And be taken off like hatsI'm not here for you to walk on
And I'm not your welcome matMy heart is pounding like a big bass drum
Excited at the thought I might get me some
Lick it off my fingers
Taste it on my tongue
Love you little baby like a machine gunA machine gun, yeahThe first time that I saw you
I could not speak a word
My tongue was tied in giant knots
And I felt so disturbedAt the feeling rushing through me
The heat inside my veins
At the way my nerve ends tingle
Every time you call my nameI've got a lust ignited fever
And I can't put out the flameMy heart is pounding like a big bass drum
Excited at the thought I might get me some
Lick it off my fingers
Taste it on my tongue
Love you little baby like a machine gunMa-ma-ma-machine gunMachine...
Songwriters
JOHN OSWALDPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group