Maybe the dungeon is found in the lake Maybe exceptions to this could be made But I'm swimming Lord just to be saved She always loved him but not in the way The way she's supposed to but she never claimed to Ooh she's swimming Lord just to be saved Young lovers gather around They hold dirty hands on Sundays And someday they'll get down on the ground they'll get down on the ground for you I'd say you got some explaining to do and some claiming to do And I I'd say you got some dirty dreams that can't come true Someday he'll get down on the ground he'll get down on the ground for you He's getting old he's getting old he's getting old He's getting old he's getting old and the water is cold Bum bum ba da dum dum Bum da dum da dum dum Bum da dum da dum dum Bum da dum da dum dum Bum da dum da dum dum Bum bum ba da dum dum dum dum Oh I'd say you got some explaining to do and some claiming to do And I I'd say you got some dirty dreams that can't come true Someday he'll get down on the ground get down on the ground for you He's getting old he's getting old he's getting old He's getting old he's getting old Because variables lurk in the wine Because the bed's warm and it's cold out that's a good sign It's never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again Because the dust you kick up is too fine Because variables lurk in the wine Because the bed's warm and it's cold out that's a good sign It's never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again Because the dust you kick up is too fine