Twist My Arm by The Tragically Hip
Artist: The Tragically Hip
Album: Road Apples
The Tragically Hip Road Apples Twist My Arm
Thar she blows, Jacques Cousteau
Hear her sing so sweet and low
Lull me overboard, out-cold
Gathered in and swallowed whole
Hear her sing so sweet and low
Lull me overboard, out-cold
Gathered in and swallowed whole
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want to? Twist my arm.
Do I want to? Twist my arm.
You just hit me where I live
I guess it looked quite primitive
What was that supposed to prove?
Throw the calf or he'll throw you
I guess it looked quite primitive
What was that supposed to prove?
Throw the calf or he'll throw you
Sucked in by the victim world
Thirsty as a cultured pearl
Culled and wooed, bitten, chewed
It won't hurt if you don't move
Thirsty as a cultured pearl
Culled and wooed, bitten, chewed
It won't hurt if you don't move
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want you? Twist my arm.
Do I want you? Twist my arm.
Musical chairs, double dares, memorized stairs,
Shootin off flares, springtime hares and broken-down mares
Shootin off flares, springtime hares and broken-down mares
Coward phones, big soup stones, prideless loans,
Grill sick crows, motel groans and big fat Jones
Grill sick crows, motel groans and big fat Jones
Martyrs don't do much for me
Though I enjoy them vicariously
After you. No! After me.
No, I insist! Please, after me.
Though I enjoy them vicariously
After you. No! After me.
No, I insist! Please, after me.
Do I want to? With all that charm?
Do I want you? Twist my arm.
Do I want you? Twist my arm.