Lyrics Ursula Andress - Curse of Lono

No change for the slot machine
no coffee, juice or nicotine
I left that bunker on my hands and on my knees
Didn't catch what Jimmy said about girls and dreams and cigarettes
Becky's got her top off but I know she's just a tease

Wo Ho My My we're sipping margaritas on the back seat
And she's singing to the radio
My My Hey Hey honey's just a dream
And she feels like Ursula Andress when she's stoned

Jenny swings her lasso hips, got me crushed beneath her fingertips
We're all hooked beyond her totem smile
And her kiss cuts like a tourniquet
each time she takes her love away
To chase her fifteen minutes down the candy aisle

Wo Ho My My we're sipping margaritas on the back seat
And she's singing to the radio
My My Hey Hey honey's just a dream
And she feels like Ursula Andress when she's stoned

I need your love love, I need your love love
I need your love love, I need your love love
I need your love love, I need your love love
I need your love love, I need your love love
I need your love love, I need your love love

Instrumental

Wo Ho My My we're sipping margaritas on the back seat
And she's singing to the radio
My My Hey Hey honey's just a dream
And she feels like Ursula Andress when she's stoned

Wo Ho My My we're sipping margaritas on the back seat
And she's singing to the radio
My My Hey Hey honey's just a dream
And she feels like Ursula Andress when she's stoned