Here Comes That Man Again

Here comes that man again It's always round midnight That Amsterdam creeps into my PC After a long hard day selling p***ography He likes to come home and talk to me He's got his mind on the job but His technological props Oops, another file on the email And though I'm scared to click open I just can't help having a look Oh, here comes that man again A car crash in my psyche My curiosity's driving me Yes here he comes again Who'd have thought I'd have as much fun With an anonymous Dutchman? I never knew I had it in me He says the camera is on and Can I see him yet? I say "Babe you look like a ghost And sound like a Dalek to me" So let's go back to the written word Even though we both know it's absurd Here comes that man again Here comes that man again Here comes that man again Here comes that man again He knows that I'm online "Knock knock, who's there?" It's just a matter of time Here comes millennium man Rum and coke in one hand And in the other... Is that a mouse a see? Although when I tell him he's corny It seems to make him quite horny And through the cyberspace I watch the rapture on his face Yes while his girlfriend is sleeping His s*xuality's peeking Here comes that man again After a long hard day He likes to come home and talk to me He says it's something he needs He can't stop spilling the seeds God bless European unity And all those who never sleep Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby Sha la la la la, get your rocks off Another stain on another blue dress Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby Sha la la la la, get your rocks off Yes, yes --- Here Comes That Man Again - Kirsty MacColl