You've Got That Thing - Conal Fowkes

You’ve got that thing, you’ve got that thing

The thing that makes birds forget to sing

Yes, you’ve got that thing, that certain thing

You’ve got that charm, that subtle charm

That makes young farmers desert the farm

You’ve got that thing, that certain thing

You’ve got what Adam craved when he

With love for Eve was tortured

She only had an apple tree

But you, you’ve got an orchard

You’ve got those ways, those ticking ways

That make me rush off to Cartier’s

For a wedding ring, yes, you’ve got that thing

You’ve got that thing, you’ve got that thing

The thing that makes vines prefer to cling

Yes, you’ve got that thing, that certain thing

You’ve got those looks, those fatal looks

That make book censors enjoy their books

'Cause you’ve got that thing, that certain thing

Just what made Samson be for years

Delilah’s Lord and keeper

She only had a pair of shears

But you, you’ve got a reaper

You’ve got that power, the power to grip

That makes me map out a wedding trip

For the early spring 'cause you’ve got that thing

You’ve got that thing, you’ve got that thing

The thing that makes bees refuse to sting

You’ve got that thing, that certain thing

You’ve got that kiss, the kiss that warms

That makes reformers reform reforms

You’ve got that thing, yes, that certain thing

They tell us Trojan Helen’s lips

Made every man her slavey

If her face launched a thousand ships

But yours could launch a navy

You’ve got that that love and such a lot

It makes me think you’re prepared for what

Any stork might bring

'Cause you’ve got that thing, zada, zing, zing, zing

Yes, you’ve got, them hot, you’ve got

You know you’ve got

You’ve got that thing

Yes, you’ve got that thing

Yes, you’ve got that thing

Yes, you’ve got that thing

Yes, you’ve got that thing