fun with ropes

Lyrics

bought a cub scout manual, found my favourite chapter, turning up the stereo, it's time for fun with ropes, learned our knots from a-z, stole my daddy's belts, we'll make our own fun for free, having fun with ropes, you tell me that i'm sick, as you strap me to the floor, you know it makes my heart quick, i'll come crawling back for more, well, i'm collecting coloured cord, no macrame for me, dim the lights and lock the door, and never set me free, you say that i'm not healthy, you think that i'm a creep, still you tie your knots so tight, i'm too wrapped up to sleep, you tell me that i'm sick, as you strap me to the floor, you know it makes my heart quick, i'll come crawling back for more, and more and more for ever more - yeah!, well, i'm collecting coloured cord, no macrame for me, dim the lights and lock the door, and never set me free, you say that i'm not healthy, you think that i'm a creep, still you tie your knots so tight, i'm too wrapped up to sleep, you tell me that i'm sick, as you strap me to the floor, you know it makes my heart quick, i'll come crawling back for more, and more