Sumo

Percussion baby
walking down the street
preattiest lady
that you’ll ever meet

Percussion baby
on the cover of a magazine
the loveliest lady
that you’ve ever seen

But don’t say maybe
’cos I’m not a little boy
Percussion baby
Don’t treat me like a toy

’cos everyday is Sunday
When you’re so full of joy
Percussion baby,
I’m not your little boy

Percussion baby
i don’t want to see you fade away
leaving right now here
Is the best way

Percussion baby
hear you walk away
i hear the tip,tap,tapping
of your high heels
saying...you’re going away

Never on a Sunday
when I feel you’re no more here
Percussion baby
I’m so full of fear

You never said maybe
but I’m not your little toy
oh, percussion baby
i’m not your little boy.