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I'm the man with the lightbulb headI turn myself on in the darkI'm the man with the lightbulb headI turn myself on for a larkAnd how's about you, my pretty one?Do you still roll and dream of bees?How's about you, my pretty one?Do you still dream of bees?I'm the man with the lightbulb headI turn myself on all the timeI'm alone like a queen in bedWith a barrel of vodka and limeAnd how's about you, my pretty one?Do you still smear yourself with jam?How's about you, my pretty one?Do you know who I am?"Daddy, it's the manWith the lightbulb head.""Avert your eyes from his gaze,Junior, and we may yet be saved.""But Daddy... it's you!""You're too late. I've come to turnLetras de cancionesYou on. Huhahaha!""I'm the man with the lightbulb headI turn myself on in the darkI'm the man with the lightbulb headI turn myself on for a lark.""Excuse me, madam, is this your brain?" From Letras Mania