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I just want some affection |
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I just want some affection |
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I don't want no hoochie-coochie mama |
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No back door woman |
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No Queen Street sex thing |
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I want a tiger on bended knees |
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With all the kindness of the Japanese |
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I just want some affection |
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I wish I heard voices |
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Wish I was a telephone |
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Karen yeah-yeah, Karen yeah-yeah |
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Karen yeah-yeah, Karen yeah-yeah yeah |
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I said yeah, oh Karen! |
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I know this girl |
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This very special girl |
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And she works in a library, yeah |
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Standing there behind the counter |
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Willing to help |
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With all the problems that I encounter |
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Helps me find Hemingway |
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Helps me find Genet |
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Helps me find Brecht |
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Helps me find Chandler |
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Helps me find James Joyce |
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She always makes the right choice |
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She's no queen |
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She's no angel |
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Just a peasant from the village |
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She's my god, she's my god |
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She's my g-o-d, she's my god, yeah, yeah |
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She's my g-o-o-d, yeah |
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Oh, she's my god now Yeah! |
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Karen yeah-yeah, Karen yeah-yeah |
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Karen yeah-yeah, Karen yeah-yeah yeah |
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I said yeah, oh Karen! |
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And she stands there in the library |
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Like a nun in a church does |
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Like a nun in a church does |
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She stands there all alone |
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'Cos she gets me something that I |
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Just can't get now anywhere else |
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Cause the girls that I see |
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Walking around, yeah the ones I see |
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Walking on the street |
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Are so damn-da-da-da-damned cold |
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'Cos they must have eskimo blood in their veins |
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And the one that I want |
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I just can't see |
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I can't see her there |
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I can't see her anywhere |
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Alright! |
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Oh Karen yeah-yeah... |
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Karen, Karen, Karen, Karen, Karen, Karen! |
