| Song | Here Comes That Man Again |
| Artist | Kirsty MacColl |
| Album | Tropical Brainstorm |
| 作词 : Glenister, MacColl | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| It's always round midnight | |
| That amsterdam creeps into my pc | |
| After a long hard day selling pornography | |
| He likes to come home and talk to me | |
| He's got his mind on the job but | |
| His technological props | |
| Oops, another file on the email | |
| And though i'm scared to click open | |
| I just can't help having a look | |
| Oh, here comes that man again | |
| A car crash in my psyche | |
| My curiosity's driving me | |
| Yes here he comes again | |
| Who'd have thought i'd have as much fun | |
| With an anonymous dutchman? | |
| I never knew i had it in me | |
| He says the camera is on and | |
| Can i see him yet? | |
| I say "babe you look like a ghost | |
| And sound like a dalek to me" | |
| So let's go back to the written word | |
| Even though we both know it's absurd | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| He knows that i'm online | |
| "knock knock, who's there?" | |
| It's just a matter of time | |
| Here comes millenium man | |
| Rum and coke in one hand | |
| And in the other... | |
| Is that a mouse a see? | |
| Although when i tell him he's corny | |
| It seems to make him quite horny | |
| And through the cyberspace | |
| I watch the rapture on his face | |
| Yes while his girlfriend is sleeping | |
| His sexuality's peeking | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| After a long hard day | |
| He likes to come home and talk to me | |
| He says it's something he needs | |
| He can't stop spilling the seeds | |
| God bless european unity | |
| And all those who never sleep | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off | |
| Another stain on another blue dress | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off | |
| Yes, yes |
| zuò cí : Glenister, MacColl | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| It' s always round midnight | |
| That amsterdam creeps into my pc | |
| After a long hard day selling pornography | |
| He likes to come home and talk to me | |
| He' s got his mind on the job but | |
| His technological props | |
| Oops, another file on the email | |
| And though i' m scared to click open | |
| I just can' t help having a look | |
| Oh, here comes that man again | |
| A car crash in my psyche | |
| My curiosity' s driving me | |
| Yes here he comes again | |
| Who' d have thought i' d have as much fun | |
| With an anonymous dutchman? | |
| I never knew i had it in me | |
| He says the camera is on and | |
| Can i see him yet? | |
| I say " babe you look like a ghost | |
| And sound like a dalek to me" | |
| So let' s go back to the written word | |
| Even though we both know it' s absurd | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| He knows that i' m online | |
| " knock knock, who' s there?" | |
| It' s just a matter of time | |
| Here comes millenium man | |
| Rum and coke in one hand | |
| And in the other... | |
| Is that a mouse a see? | |
| Although when i tell him he' s corny | |
| It seems to make him quite horny | |
| And through the cyberspace | |
| I watch the rapture on his face | |
| Yes while his girlfriend is sleeping | |
| His sexuality' s peeking | |
| Here comes that man again | |
| After a long hard day | |
| He likes to come home and talk to me | |
| He says it' s something he needs | |
| He can' t stop spilling the seeds | |
| God bless european unity | |
| And all those who never sleep | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off | |
| Another stain on another blue dress | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off baby | |
| Sha la la la la, get your rocks off | |
| Yes, yes |