A Face That Could Launch A Thousand Ships

You strike a face… like atom bombs, if you will
Now did I mention, did I, your nucleus nuclei-eye
I got you right where I want you
(Which way? Which way?)
So picturesque when you paint the curly hair fishing baits
And oh-oh-oh-oh-oh slowly but surely he screams
Don’t bat your eyes at me
Don’t bat your eyes at me
Don’t bat your eyes at me, me, me
I got you right where I want you
I got you right where I want you
I got you right where I want you
I got you right where I want you
You strike a face… I got you right where I want you
You strike a face… I got you right where I want you
You strike a face… I got you right where I want you
You strike a face… I got you right where I want you