Lyrics Robbie Williams

Robbie Williams

How Peculiar

How peculiar

I am all of the above babe

Johnny long strokes to the grave

Saving all the stamps in

Spend it on a kettle

Rub me rub me up right lovely

If you lick it then lick it battery

Good and properly all night if you want

I haven't got a clue what to do with you

Need for you to love me so much

Jesus what am I going to do with this crush

So get the old fella and wack it up against the touch

How peculiar

Bend your long legs against the sofa in the Dorchester

You can eat your all bran

I'm not into hard sports

Oh I haven't got a clue what to do with you

Jesus all the things my head is going through

God what am I going to do with this crush

Just wack the old man out and get it up against the tuch

How peculiar

Jesus what am I to do man

I am a depressed man

Not sure what I'm doing

All of the day

How peculiar

I am all of the above man

I am what you want man

If you want me here I am

Come and get it baby