Aviva

Aviva, Aviva

Come on let's have a threesome

Aviva, Aviva

It's how our love must end

In the night the telephone is ringing

Someone is sleeping underneath our bed

Secrets listen in on our conversations

We know there's a boogie man in both our heads

Let this love be what it wants

It wants to be fucked up

Always been the story of

Two brunettes and a blonde

Aviva, Aviva

Come on let's have a threesome

Aviva, Aviva

The truth is always fresh

Met you in the middle of a snowstorm

Then it turned out you were living with that blonde

Soon she was looking at me sideways

Then we went round and round and round

In a dress with six arms

Two girls is not enough

Always been the story of

Two brunettes and a blonde

Aviva, Aviva

Come on let's have a threesome

Aviva, Aviva

It's how our love must end

Aviva, Aviva

Go on and call that shiksa

Aviva, Aviva

Let's all go out for lunch

Aviva, Aviva

Come on let's have a threesome

Aviva, Aviva

The truth is always fresh

Aviva, Aviva

Go on and call the shiksa

Aviva, Aviva

It's how the story ends

Aviva, Aviva

Come on let's have a threesome

Aviva, Aviva

It's how our love must end