This Mortal Coil Kangaroo
I first saw you. You had on blue jeans. Your eyes couldn't hide anything. I saw you breathing. And I saw you staring out in space. I next saw you, you was at a party. Though you was a queen, oh so flirty. I cam against. Didn't say excuse. You knew what I was doing. We looked very fine 'cause we were leaving. Like Saint Joan, doing a cool, cool, jerk. Oh I want you, Oh I want you... Like a kangaroo...