Oh, d'you see him standing in the street? Mmm, he looks so neat ?, I've seen him before Running round with all the boys All ? that's right Mmm, big thighs Greet me, greet me in the dark Shiny, shiny Joan of Arc When the moonlight starts its flow Cold heart Helen, Queen of gold ? She's got charisma, got thunderstorms Like a baby, never, never been balled She's got mad men, murmuring in the skies She's the cause of her rise Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, look at him, isn't he gorgeous Such Big thighs all oiled and mine Oh listen, he's got to go, I want him in my arms to stay Big fat mama done me wrong Left me hanging all alone But that bitch is as old, is as old, is as old I said that dirty old pro right out there is the foe Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Mercy, mercy, mercy me I'm so scared, please comfort me I don't wanna be, don't wanna be your back street boy Take back the House of joy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Standing there under the lights Your eyes shining bright I want you all of the time Soon your body and all of you, mine [........................] oh fill with awe, I get so jealous Lubricate me, don't hate me But you are swimming