Radioactive Mama

Radioactive mama, hold me tight
 Radioactive mama, treat me right
 Radioactive mama, we'll reach critical mass tonight
 Well, when we get together, clear away the crowd
 There won't nothing left except a mushroom shaped cloud
 Radioactive mama, treat me right
 Radioactive mama, we'll reach critical mass tonight
 Well, your kisses do things to me in oh so many ways
 I feel them going through me, all those gamma, gamma rays
 Radioactive mama, treat me right
 Radioactive mama, we'll reach critical mass tonight
 Well since I kissed you baby that evening in the park
 I lost my hair and eyebrows and my teeth shine in the dark
 Radioactive mama, treat me right
 Radioactive mama, we'll reach critical mass tonight