| The fire in his belly is taking over |
| He never watches the telly dressed or sober |
| He really likes a tiff, give him a spliff |
| And he won’t row now |
| He gets me to the point it’s nearly over |
| But somehow |
| Somehow I’d like to get to know him |
| Somebody told me that I shouldn’t claim him |
| Somebody told me that I should let him go Baby somehow |
| I really hate to say this |
| I can’t wait 'til he gets older |
| Then I can assure you we’ll be fine |
| I won’t bow out |
| I know nobody’s perfect |
| With love you gotta earn it But until then I guess we’ll have to scream and shout |
| Somehow, I’d like to get to know him |
| Somebody told me that I should claim him |
| Somebody said I shouldn’t let him go Baby, somehow |
| But they really don’t know |
| That sometimes I really wanna kill him |
| I’d die if I wasn’t with him |
| Somebody said I should let him go, oh Look you’re not a Casanova |
| Well we got people coming over |
| I couldn’t care less about the mess |
| Just pipe it down |
| By now you should know it That I’m a girl who don’t give a shit |
| There comes a point even for me I got my pride |
| Somehow, I’d like to get to know him |
| Somebody told me that I should claim him |
| Somebody said I shouldn’t let him go Baby, somehow |
| I really don’t know, but, baby, somehow |