I'm Partial To Your Abracabra

Paul McCartney

Oh! 

Partial to your Abracadbra
I'm ruptured 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 exists
to drive it round the twist
the call of nature must be obeyed.

I'm glad it's over, but this is worse - oh-oh
could hardly say it had been coerced
stop it, 'cause it likes it, it's worse.

I'm partial to your Abracadbra
the unforeseen erogenous zones
stop, it insists
slap it with your wrists
it likes it when you leave it alone.

Whoa!
Oh-oh-oh
huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh

well, there's been a manifestation
nature made it answer the call
it simply can't resist
boots and pants like this
abracadabra for all.

Well, I'm glad that's over, but this is worse,
oh-huh-huh-huh - 
roll it over, too perverse
stop it, 'cause it likes it, it's worse.

Partial to your Abracadbra - mm yeah,
yeah, I'm partial to your Abracadbra - all right, now,
hey, partial to, partial to, partial to, partial, partial to your Abracadbra,
I'm partial to your Abracadbra - oh yes,
I'm partial to your Abracadbra - oh yes, I'm partial to it,
I'm partial to your Abracadbra - wow, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
partial to your Abra, partial to your abracadabra - oh,
oh yeah
'cause I'm I'm partial to, partial to, part-part-partial to...your Abracadbra.