Saturday, November 21, 2009

Playing With Myself

On the floor of Tokyo
Or down in London town to go, go
With the record selection
With the mirror reflection
I'm playing with myself

When there's no-one else in sight
In the crowded lonely night
Well I wait so long
For my love vibration
And I'm playing with myself

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there's nothing to lose
And there's nothing to prove
I'll be playing with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty bras
Seem to pass me by
Leave me playing with myself

So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
And I'll be playing with myself

Oh playing with myself
Oh playing with myself
Well there's nothing to lose
And there's nothing to prove
I'll be playing with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty bras
Seem to pass me by
Leave me playing with myself

So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
And I'll be playing with myself

Oh playing with myself
Oh playing with myself
If I had the chance
I'd ask the whore to dance
If I had the chance
I'd ask the whore to dance
If I had the chance
I'd ask the whore to dance

[Scat]

Playing with myself
Playing with myself
Playing with myself
Playing with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty bras
Seem to pass me by
Leave me playing with myself

So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I'd ask the whore to dance
And I'll be playing with myself

Oh playing with myself
Oh playing with myself
If I had the chance
I'd ask the whore to dance
If I had the chance
I'd ask the whore to dance
If I had the chance
I'd ask the whore to dance

Billy Idol, yo?