Text: Grant Lee Buffalo. Drag.

Shoot that cannonball
Into my wings
Shoot that cannonball
Into my wings

Into my wings
Gunpowder stings
You better tell me
Sweet things

Unload your pretty head
Into my ear
Unload your pretty head
Into my ear

Isn't it quaint
Isn't it queer
You better drag me
Back here, here

Sing Van Morrison
Would ya kizza-ma-eyes?
Sing Van Morrison
Would ya kizza-ma-eyes?

Singing it low
Singing it high
Would ya kizza-ma-eyes, ma-eyes?

You turn me on my ear
When you drag me right back here, here
You gonna drag me back here
You gonna drag me back here
You gonna drag me back
Just drag my back here

Into love