Fun With Ropes Lyrics

Bought a cub scout manual

Found my favourite chapter

Turning up the stereo

It's time for fun with ropes



Learned our knots from A-Z

Stole my daddy's belts

We'll make our own fun for free

Having fun with ropes



You tell me that I'm sick (you're sick)

As you strap me to the floor

You know it makes my heart quick

I'll come crawling back for more



Well, I'm collecting coloured cord

No macrame for me

Dim the lights and lock the door

And never set me free



You say that I'm not healthy

You think that I'm a creep

Still you tie your knots so tight

I'm too wrapped up to sleep



You tell me that I'm sick (you're sick)

As you strap me to the floor

You know it makes my heart quick

I'll come crawling back for more

And more and more for ever more - yeah!



Well, I'm collecting coloured cord

No macrame for me

Dim the lights and lock the door

And never set me free



You say that I'm not healthy

You think that I'm a creep

Still you tie your knots so tight

I'm too wrapped up to sleep



You tell me that I'm sick (you're sick)

As you strap me to the floor

You know it makes my heart quick

I'll come crawling back for more

And more