Angus Lyrics

Angus is a salesman
Living with his parents
He says he saves a fortune
We think he's still a virgin

So one day on a weekend
His parents went to Graceland
After twenty caesars
He works it up to call her at home... at home... at home...

He says oh, my Lord
You look like the girl next door
Why do you call here for
Maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, let's talk

His bedroom's in the basement
And that's where he'll be waiting
His bedroom's in the basement
And that's where he'll be waiting alone… alone... alone...

He says oh, my Lord
You look like the girl next door
Why do you call here for
Maybe to talk, maybe to talk

He says oh, my Lord
You look like the girl next door
Why do you call here for
Maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, maybe to talk, let's talk... uh, maybe not... maybe not... maybe not