Flaming Pie (feat. Jeff Lynne)

Making love underneath the bed

Shooting stars from a purple sky

I don't care how I do it

I'm the man on the flaming pie

I stick my tongue out and lick my nose

Tuck my shirt in and zip my fly

Go ahead, have a vision

I'm the man on the flaming pie

Everything I do has a simple explanation

When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation

I took my brains out and stretched them on the rack

Now I'm not so sure, I'm ever going to get 'em back

Cut my toes off to spite my feet

I don't know whether to laugh or cry

Never mind, check my rhythm

I'm the man on the flaming pie

I'm the man on the flaming pie

Now, everything I do has a simple explanation (Explanation)

When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation (Vacation)

I took my brains out and stretched them on the rack

Now I'm not so sure, I'm ever going to get 'em back

Ow!

Yeah!

Uh-huh!

Yeah! Ha-ha!