Twisted Songtext
von Lisa Angelle

He met me at the door at a quarter to three
I said, "Baby, what you doin′ home?"
He had a dozen roses and an old broomstick
And nothin' but his long johns on
He said, "I′ve ridden all the way from Fort Worth, England
Think of me, queenie, as the knight that you've been needin'"

He′s twisted, tighter than a good rope
He bends me like a willow tree
He loves me, that′s a happy fact
Baby's twisted and I like him like that

I heard an awful noise in the yard last night
Went out on the porch to see
He had the tent set up, a hundred candles lit
And white lace hangin′ from the trees
He said, "Madam, I'm the sultan of old Siam
In love with you, princess is what I am"


He′s twisted, tighter than a good rope
He bends me like a willow tree
He loves me, that's a happy fact
Baby′s twisted and I like him like that

We were sittin' on the levee starin' at the Riviera
Goin′ to the moon in his old Camaro
He said there is a chapel down in Amarillo
Said, "Will ya, a-won′t ya, a-will ya, a-won't ya
Let me make you happy for the rest of your life?"

He′s twisted, tighter than a good rope
He bends me like a willow tree
He loves me, that's a happy fact
Baby′s twisted and I like him like that

He's twisted, tighter than a good rope
He bends me like a willow tree
He loves me, that′s a happy fact

(He's twisted) And I like him like that
He's twisted, tighter than a good rope
He bends me like a willow tree
He loves me, that′s a happy fact
Baby′s twisted and I like him like that

I like him like that, yeah