Siberian Nights

I could whip you up like cream

I could drink your seven seas

Is that too close for comfort?

I could make you come in threes

I'm half way to my knees

Am I too close for comfort?

For the tyrants in a rut, I got a love

For the gutless dogs, I got a love

For the doomed youth, I got a love

Won't you tell me please

Why they got no love for me

Won't you tell me please

Why they show no love for me

I'll be charging through your dreams

Riding bare chest silver steed

Am I too close to the bone?

Shake a little hup two three

I'm Jesus, rip my jeans

Am I too close for comfort?

For the millionth time, I got a love

For the blue eyed boys, I got a love

For the cruel youth, I got a love

Won't you tell me please

Why they got no love for me

Won't you tell me please

Why they show no love for me

Won't you help me get through these Siberian nights?

Won't you help me get through these Siberian nights?

You know it's hard for me to be alone

Tomorrow we'll go back to our sides

But tonight I need some warmth