SHE CAME IN
music ©by mafish, text ©by ralf moß
I've been at my yearly screening
Love my little doctor sweet
He's got sticky fingers
And with petrolatum well prepared
He took a bearing of my orifice
And I was full of expectation
"Bow your body" - words so nice
Words of evocation
My ellbows on the couch
I leaned for analysis
I exhalatet gently: "Ouch"
But it doesn't come to this
She came in
The receptionist
Levitating
An angel
On earth
In the doctors room
She came in
The receptionist
An angel
On earth
In the doctors room
I cleared my throat an turned my head
I looked over my shoulder
Her freckled face colud turn me mad
She looked in my direction
And saw a man without his trousers
Full of expectation
But then she turned to her job
The doctor grabed my bottom
He said: "Relaxe!" and took the creme
Dipped into the glove
Ready again for those things
The doctors telephone rings and
She came in
The receptionist
Levitating
An angel
On earth
In the doctors room
Guitar solo
She came in
The receptionist
An angel
On earth
In the doctors room
She-e-e-e-e came in
She-e-e-e-e came in
All she can see
Is my back instead me
Come touch my glans
Instead of my gland
She-e-e-e-e came in
She-e-e-e-e came in
