Lac Virginis

Apart, apart
My heart, my head
Apart, the virgo panjandrum

Farrago, farrago
So high, my male to be
And aye, has he had all your shots for the week
(They play off of what they think they've got)

They kiss my paquet wrought with ginger
They kiss my paquet wrought with ginger
They kiss my paquet wrought with ginger
They kiss my paquet wrought with ginger

They kiss my hurt
My hurt, my hurt, my hurt, my hurt, my hurt

They take my breath and swallow it
They take my breath and swallow it
They know me and my honey
They know me and my honey
(Psycho, psycho, psycho, sike)