Paul McCartney - Flaming Pie lyrics

Making love underneath the bed

Shooting stars from a purple sky

I don't care how I do it

I'm the man on the flaming pie

Stick my tongue out and lick my nose

Tuck my shirt in and zip my fly

Go ahead, have a vision

I'm the man on the flaming pie

Everything I do has a simple explanation

When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation

I took my brains out and stretched 'em on a rack

Now I'm not so sure I'm ever gonna get 'em back

Cut my toes off to spite my feet

I don't know whether to laugh or cry

Never mind, check my rhythm

I'm the man on the flaming pie

I'm the man on the flaming pie

Everything I do has a simple explanation

When I'm with you, you could do with a vacation

I took my brains out and stretched on a rack

Now I'm not so sure I'm ever gonna get 'em back