I'm Partial to Your Abracadabra - Ian Dury

I’m partial to your abracadabra, I’m raptured by the joy of it all

So stop me where you start, the cockles of his heart

The panties sends it right up the wall

Please, please, stop it, it likes it, tickles it to death either way

These lovely boots exist to drive it 'round the twist

The call of nature must be obeyed

Glad it’s over but this is worse

Could hardly say it had been coerced

Stop it 'cause it likes it, it’s worse

I’m partial to your abracadabra, the unforeseen erogenous zones

Stop, it insists, slap it with your wrists

It likes it when you leave it alone

There’s been a manifestation, nature made it answer the call

It simply can’t resist, boots and pants like this

Abracadabra for all

Glad that’s over but this is worse

Roll it over, too perverse

Stop it 'cause it likes it, it’s worse

I’m partial to your abracadabra

I’m partial to your abracadabra

I’m partial to your abracadabra

I’m partial to your abracadabra