Mr. Weirdstough - Mikael Erlandsson

Don’t understand what’s going on here

Hold tight, don’t be shy

Everybody’s nude in the heat of the night

And everybody’s scared on the edge of the night

Hold tight, don’t you cry

Everybody’s loud like the silence at night

And everybody’s nude in the heat of the night

It’s a real blockbuster

Ancient sounds of roaring thunder

Rough and blue, pink and smooth

Like the famous seventh wonder

Crashing through this interlude

You can call me hypocrite

You can call from far away

You can say I’m full of it

You can throw my hope away, but

Don’t call me Mr. Weirdstough, honey

Don’t call me Mr. Weirdstough, honey

Don’t give me that weird stuff, honey

Don’t give me that weird stuff, honey

Here’s a special news bulletin…

Distant drums in cruel slow motion

Bouncing like a kangaroo

Precious taste of pale commotion

Running down my tongue like glue

You can make me hide it all

You can push and you can shove

You can call me big or small

You can send me poisoned gloves, but

Don’t give me that weird stuff, honey

Don’t give me that weird stuff, honey

Don’t call me Mr. Weirdstough, honey

Don’t call me Mr. Weirdstough, honey

You could be mine (you could be mine)

'Til the end of time ('til the end of the time)

You could be mine (you could be mine)

It’s the perfect crime 'til the end of time

You should be mine (you should be mine)

'Til the end of time ('til the end of the time)

You should be mine

You could be mine

Hold tight, don’t be shy

Everybody’s nude in the heat of the night

Hold tight, don’t you cry

Everybody’s nude in the heat of the night

What was that?

A-flat, I believe, a little sharp

Ancient sounds of roaring thunder

Like the famous seventh wonder

Distant drums in cruel slow motion

Precious taste of pale commotion

You can call me hypocrite

You can say I’m full of it

You can make me hide it all

You can call me big or small, but

Don’t give me that weird stuff, honey

Don’t give me that weird stuff, honey

Don’t call me Mr. Weirdstough, honey

Don’t call me Mr. Weirdstough, honey

You could be mine (you could be mine)

'Til the end of time ('til the end of the time)

You could be mine (you could be mine)

It’s the perfect crime 'til the end of time

You should be mine (you should be mine)

'Til the end of time ('til the end of the time)

You should be mine

You could be mine

Hold tight, don’t be shy, hold tight

Wow, he’s quite a personality