Al Bowlly — Its Psychological

So when you find a girl, the perfect kind of girl And your feelings grow distinctly biological You think your hot for, but your not for It's psychological What a kick you get and, oh how quick you get In your fingers this desire to be misogical When you define that it's just a sign that It's psychological Love is a question of mental suggestion Strictly cereberal you'll find Sex is a thorey, consider it deary Merely a matter of mine When I envelope you, its just a hell accused But the opper-thing and mani-pedi-dogical* For goodness sakes dear Give me the breaks dear Be psychological *alternate lyrics: "And the obvious in manifesting gonicals"