In his boat and through the dark he rowed
  Chained to oar and the night and the wind that blowed
  Horribly 'round his ears
  Under the bridge and into your dreams he soars
  While you lie alone in that idea-free sleep of yours
  That you've been sleeping now for years
    And he wants you
  He wants you
  He is straight and he is true
  Ooh hoo hoo
    Beneath the hanging cliffs and under the many stars where
  He will move, all amongst your tangled hair
  And deep into the sea
  And you will wake and walk and draw the blind
  And feel some presence there behind
  And turn to see what that may be
  Oh, babe, it's me
    And he wants you
  He wants you
  He is straight and he is true
  Ooh hoo hoo