Текст песни Flaming Pie - Paul McCartney

Making love underneath the bed
Shooting stars from a purple sky
I dont care
How I do it
Im the man on the flaming pie
Stick my tongue out and lick my nose
Took my shirt in and zip my fly
Go ahead
Have a vision
Im the man on the flaming pie
Now, everything I do has a simple explanation
When im with you
You could do with a vacation
I took my brains and stretched them on the rack
Now im not so sure im ever going to get them back
Cut my toes off to spite my feet
I dont know whether laugh or cry
Never mind
Check my rythm
Im the man on a flaming pie
Im the man on a flaming pie
Now, everything I do has a simple explanation
When im with you
You could do with a vacation
I took my brains and stretched them on the rack
Now im not so sure im ever going to get them back