Killing Me Softly (With Kung Fu)

Killing Me Softly (with Kung Fu)
By Michael Spiro

I heard he was a killer,
he didn't look so tough
So I picked him out
and I started to do my stuff
I said some words about his boyfriend
as we passed in the parking lot

Now he's

Strumming my face with his fingers,

changing my nose with his foot

Killing me softly with Kung Fu,

knocking my block off with Kung Fu

Changing my outlook with his shoe

Killing me softly with Kung Fu

I couldn't keep from laughing
as he made funny motions in the air
But then he walked right through me
as if I wasn't there
I hid behind the lamppost,
then he broke it right in two

Now he's

Strumming my face with his fingers,

changing my nose with his foot

Killing me softly with Kung Fu,

knocking my block off with Kung Fu

Changing my profile with his shoe

Killing me softly with Kung Fu

I went to get my crowbar
to put a dent in his mind
But someone said: "You can't do that,
he's only three foot nine"
But then he ate my Toyota,
I thought I'd better apologize

But he's

Strumming my face with his fingers,

changing my nose with his foot

Killing me softly with Kung Fu,

knocking my block off with Kung Fu

Changing my sex life with his shoe

Killing me softly with Kung Fu