Some Kinda Love

Some kinda love Margarita told Tom Between thought and expression Lies a lifetime Situations arise Because of the weather And no kinds of love Are better than others Some kinda love Margarita told Tom Like a dirty French novel Combines the absurd with the vulgar And some kinds of love The possibilities are endless And for me to miss one Would seem to be groundless Mmm-hmm, oh yeah "I heard what you said" And Margarita heard Tom And of course you're a bore But in that you're not charmless 'Cause a bore is a straight line That finds a wealth in division And some kinds of love Ooh, are mistaken for vision, la-dee-da-da-dah Ooh Put jelly on your shoulder Let us do what you fear most Hmm, that, from which you recoil But which still makes your eyes moist Put jelly on your shoulder, baby Lie down upon the carpet Between thought and expression Let us now kiss the culprit, move it on, ooh I don't know, just what it's all about Tell you something, honey But put on your red pajamas and find out Mmm, mmm, mmm Ooh, Lord rock it on I don't wanna have to reach the size Hmm, oooh --- Some Kinda Love - The Velvet Underground