The Ballad of Johnny Burma

I said my mother’s dead
But I don’t care about it
I said my father’s dead
But I don’t care about it
It happens anyway
It happens anyway
I’m on the edge of Burma
We’re on the edge of Burma
I said my baby twists
She twists the night away
I swear she twists so good
And then she turned to me
And then she turned to me
And then I heard her say
«Well, that’s the way I like it
that’s the way I like it
I like it too much.»