Blues Breaker Songtext
von Roger Chapman

Joking aside you sitting astride of that duvet
So terribly tempted sobriety welled up and gone
Watching you stroll to the bedroom and roll down your window
Your hot little mouse gets eaten alive by the sun
You′re a
Bluesbreaker
Vibrator
Temptator
Come on


From Monday to Friday 8.25 every a.m
Up go the blinds she's stretching a sigh to the world
She′s up and about I'm checking her out from my window
That hot little mouse gets took to the shower what a pearl
She's a
Bluesbreaker
Vibrator
Temptator
Come on

Late afternoon, it′s hot, she′s home, needs some cooling
She's whispy she′s damp, just one tug of her panties
They slip down, and around, over her shoes
She pulls up her dress and it's off she′s sitting
Astride of that duvet
That hot little mouse is soon rocking all over the room
Then she picks up the phone and taps out the number
She's needing
I answer, she say, ′Come On'

Bluesbreaker
Vi vivi vivi vivi Vibrator
She's a - temptator
Bluesbreaker Come on
She comes on
She comes on