Hey, some kinds of love   Margarita told tom   Between thought and expression   Lies a lifetime   Situations arise   Because of the weather   And no kinds of love   Are better than others   La-dee-ta-ta-ta      Hey, some kinds of love   Now margarita told tom   Well of course, baby, you're a bore   But at that you're not charmless   Because a bore is a straight line   Finds a wealth in division   And no kinds of love   Mistaken for vision   La-dee-ta      Some kinds of love   Now margarita told tom   They turn to division   Woh baby, you're not charming   Oh baby, ....      And no kinds of love   Mistaken for vision   Put jelly on your shoulder   Oh baby, lies down upon the carpet   Put jelly on your shoulder   Let's do what you fear most   That from which you recoil   But still makes your eyes moist   Put jelly, baby, on your shoulder   Lies down, now baby, on the carpet, ooohhh   Ooohhh-ooohhh, ooohhh   Ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh, ooohhh-ooohhh      Well some kinds of love   They're mistaken for vision      Well I don't know, baby, what it's all about   Oh little baby, why don't you come back   Hey, la-dee-ta-ta-ta   Oh no lord, ta-li-ta-li-sha   Oh now baby, la-dee-ta-ta   Oh baby, la-dee-ta, ta-ti-ta-ti-ta   Da-ti-da-ti-ta, la-ta-ta