Letras: Cramps, The. Eyeball In My Martini.

Went out to eat the other night

Picked up my girl at eight

In my soup I found a fly

...beyond my plate

Was an eyeball in my Martini

An eyeball with a twist

A worm in my Martini too

I said "There's somethin' wrong with this"



Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs

Eyeballs everywhere

Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs

Floating through the air



Went to the 'musement park

To ride the Tunnel of Love

But when I went to hold her hand

There was an eyeball in her glove

We went to Lovers Lane

Scan for U.F.O.s

Just imagine what I saw

When I pulled down her pantyhose



Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs

Eyeballs everywhere

Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs

Floating through the air



I look my baby home

For a juicy goodnight kiss

But there was an eyeball starin' at me

Between her parted lips



Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs

Eyeballs everywhere

Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs

Floating through the air



I went to the institute

And asked the doctor there

In the department of eyeballs

"What's this burden that I bear?"

He said "You ain't crazy"

He said "You ain't insane"

"It's just you got an eyeball

In the center of your brain"