Modern Love

One And Two. Hey, I'm feeling so dirty, God, Looking so clean. When all you can give is a spin in Your washing machine. I fly up to Rome to my prima bella. She leave me in the rain with just a Scotch umbrella. I burn, modern love can be a Strain. I burn, Modern love can be a strain. I trusted my Venus was untouched in her shell. But the pearls, the pearls in her oysters were Tacky as hell. The lady Godiva out there in cognito. The driver had stolen her red Hot Magnito. Burn, Modern Love strain. I burn, modern love can be a Strain. I don't know why they leave me in the Lurch. Carry-on surgery is driving me up the Wall. And I have so much passion, romance is out Of fashion. Can't handle modern love at All. Hey, I worship Diana by the light of the Moon. When I pull out my pipe, she scream out Of tune. And Paris, my heart sink when I see my Mona Lisa. She give me no wink, Then she show me the freezer. I burn, Modern love can be a strain. I burn, Modern love can be a strain. I burn. burn. I burn. Oh, yeah, Baby. Burn, Baby, Let Burn.