I'm head over heels
You know how it feels to be in love
I'm head over heels
Holding back the chills in love
I think I like the sound we're chasing
I'm giving it all and you're reciprocating
I'm head over heels
Turning back the wheels of love
We're stealing the show
You're stealing my money and love
You're all the same you part-time lovers
When it starts to rain
You're hiding under the covers
It just don't add up
This summer fever
She turns the truth
And I don't believe her
Stories flying, love is dying
In the end I can't understand her lying
(Hirst/Rotsey/Moginie)I want a new duck.
One that won't try to bite.
One that won't chew a hole in my socks.
One that won't quack all night.
I want a new duck.
One with big webbed feet.
One that knows how to wash my car,
And keep his room real neat.
One that won't raid the ice box.
One that'll stay in shape.
One that's never gonna try
To migrate or escape,
Or I'll tie him up with duck tape.
I want a new duck.
A mallard, I think.
One that won't make a mess of my house,
Or build a nest in the bathroom sink.
I want a new duck.
One that won't steal my beer.
One that won't stick his bill in my mail.
One that knows "The duck stops here."
One that won't drive me crazy
Waddling all around.
One who'll teach me how to swim,
And help me not to drown.
And show me how to get down.
"How to get down", baby. Get it?
(quack, quack, quack, quack, quack)
I want a new duck.
Not a swan or a goose.
Just a drake I can dress real cute.
Think I'm gonna name him Bruce.
I want a new duck.
Not a quail or an owl.
One that won't molt too much.
One that won't smell too foul.
One that won't beg for breadcrumbs,
Hangin' around all day.
He'd better mind his manners.
Better do just what I say,
Or he's gonna be duck pate'.
Duck pate', yeah yeah.