Golliwog
(Agnetha Fältskog/Bosse Carlgren)
You're not the good kind, the soft and sweet kind
I don't think mom would like your smile.
The way my ears ring, the way my arms cling
I know that your kind drives me wild.
Golliwog,
Oooh the way you kiss is really slap-dash, Golliwog.
Love me, love me!
Fire, fire,
Something's burning, something's burning,
Something's burning, oooh, something's burning!
I know that you're a brute
Always raw and rude and crude,
But wow, your cheeky ways get me right in the mood!
Yeah, you do make me feel all right
So please just hold me, hold me tight,
You can stay here with me, you can stay here with me,
Tell me please that you'll stay all night.
You're not the true kind, the only-you kind
I guess my mom would say you're bad.
The way you make love, the way you take love
I know that your kind drives me mad.
Golliwog,
Oooh the way you kiss is really slap-dash, Golliwog.
Love me, love me!
Fire, fire,
Something's burning, something's burning,
Something's burning, oooh, something's burning!
I know that you're a brute
Always raw and rude and crude,
But wow, your cheeky ways get me right in the mood!
You're not the good kind, the soft and sweet kind
I don't think mom would like your smile.
The way my ears ring, the way my arms cling
I know that your kind drives me wild.
Golliwog,
Oooh the way you kiss is really slap-dash, Golliwog.
Love me, love me!
Fire, fire,
Something's burning, something's burning,
Something's burning, oooh, something's burning!
I know that you're a brute
Always raw and rude and crude,
But wow, your cheeky ways get me right in the mood!
Yeah, you do make me feel all right
So please just hold me, hold me tight,
You can stay here with me, you can stay here with me,
Tell me please that you'll stay all night.
You're not the true kind, the only-you kind
I guess my mom would say you're bad.
The way you make love, the way you take love
I know that your kind drives me mad.
Golliwog,
Oooh the way you kiss is really slap-dash, Golliwog.
Love me, love me!
Fire, fire,
Something's burning, something's burning,
Something's burning, oooh, something's burning!
I know that you're a brute
Always raw and rude and crude,
But wow, your cheeky ways get me right in the mood!
Credits
Writer(s): Agnetha Faltskog
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- I Keep Them On the Floor Beside My Bed (The Christmas Edition) - Single
- I Keep Them On The Floor Beside My Bed (The Christmas Edition)
- A+
- Music from A+
- I Should've Followed You Home (feat. Gary Barlow)
- Where Do We Go From Here? - Single
- When You Really Loved Someone
- I Should've Followed You Home
- Dance Your Pain Away
- A (Track By Track Commentary)
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