Ice Hockey Hair

She's got ice hockey hair

It's instamatic and it has such flair

And when the puck hits the back of the cage

She feels the tingle of a quiet rage

She thinks it's tasty

Me thinks it's hasty

Take me to a chorus now

Tell me what to do if it all falls through?

Can you point me a direction I can take my shoes?

What did I do to you to make you feel so blue?

I get the impression that we're overdue

I got the lunar madness and it's coming straight to you

Table tennis rules

They're so confusing, it's not played by fools

And with my tank filled to the brim

You may suggest to me anything

Phone me, page me

Fax me 'til I'm silly

Answer me today

Tell me what to do if it all falls through?

Can you point me a direction I can take my shoes?

What did I do to you to make you feel so blue?

I get the impression that we're overdue

You're my little terror, oh, won't you tell me something new?

Maybe you think I'm shady

But I sing your language, baby

What did I do to you to make you feel so blue?

I get the impression that we're overdue

What did I do to you to make you feel so blue?

I get the impression that we're overdue

What did I do to you?

Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh

Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh

Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh

Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh

Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh

Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh

Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh

Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh

Now that you're here, tell me you're a non-believer, oh, oh, oh