Mister Iceberg hold in his north hand
A girl colour of sand
And in his south hand her no woman's land,
Mister Iceberg has a heart of stone,
He wants to be left alone,
North and south - his eyes she says sacrifice.
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg likes to make love on rocks
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg likes his little girls in socks.
Mister Iceberg hold in his north hand
A girl colour of sand
And in his south hand her no woman's land,
Mister Iceberg's tired of his game,
Let her go, there's all the same,
She's his interlude for the attitude
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg likes to make love on rocks
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg likes his little girls in socks.
Mister Iceberg hold in his north hand
A girl colour of sand
And in his south hand her no woman's land,
Mister Iceberg has a heart of stone,
He wants to be left alone,
North and south - his eyes she says sacrifice.
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg likes to make love on rocks
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg,
Mister Iceberg likes his little girls in socks.