Lletres: Frank Black. Pistolero. I Love Your Brain.

He was hurting for the answers
He was serving up the questions
He was searching for a guru
He was lucky that he knew you

When I saw your fine physique
I was into you like a train
I love it when you speak
You're so urbane

Oh I love your brain
(I love your brain)
Yes I love your brain
(I love your brain)
Oh I love your brain
(I love your brain)
I'm gonna say it again

I love your brain
(I love your brain)
It's a beautiful brain
(I love your brain)
I wanna be with your brain
(I love your brain)
I wanna sleep with your brain

She was looking like a Romane
She was cooking it with fire
She was talking right to me
And I couldn't unglue me

Though I am no Duke of Earl
You are my chatelaine
I love the way the world
Drives you insane

Oh I love your brain
(I love your brain)
Yes I love your brain
(I love your brain)
Oh I love your brain
(I love your brain)
I'm gonna say it again

I love your brain
(I love your brain)
It's a beautiful brain
(I love your brain)
I wanna be with your brain
(I love your brain)
I wanna sleep with your brain

(I love your brain) (x5)