I Can't Help Myself
Moloko Lyrics


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I can't help myself
I am the doughnut
That you hold up
And I never sold up in a pie
The hoot boot's so fly
I always try to beat
The rest to impress
I put my tongue
In my trouser press
I got the toots, baby
You got the fruits
Fruit got the loot, lady
You got the boots
Don't be a mook
Don't get the spook
Don't be a cry baby
I only said maybe,
Shmoozin I was pressuing
When like a catapult
I did a summersault
Going down the lazy river
three fingers deliver
I can't help myself
The reverb you just heard is resounding
In the surrounding area
It's getting scarier
I've got the amp damp mangled
Got my tingle in tangle
Let me see what I can wangle
In the Bermuda Triangle
Gravity will be the death of me
Terminal velocity follow
The follow the vaper
One hundred percent proof caper
Burst the barricades
But don't drink the lemonade
Martinis by beard man
An artisan down at the can can
And oh yes he can can fat
Fredies cat in seven lead boots
Whiskey for the whiskers
The shot sure shoots
She sells sea shells sea shells on the sea shore
Is it true what mummy said
You can't come back no more
Oh no no no no
Singing a song about nothing
Talk through my belly button
At the inn of seventh happiness
More or less
I found you on the floor
Saying more more more
Peel back the skin sonar
Beats like quaver




Small bananas selected for flavor
I can't help myself

Overall Meaning

Moloko's "I Can't Help Myself" is a song that is difficult to process at first listen. The words appear to be random and don't seem to connect with each other. But when analyzed carefully, the song is about a person who is smitten with another and can't help but love them. The singer likens herself to a doughnut that her love interest holds up, and she never sells up or gives up trying to be with him. She mentions trying to impress him and doing things she wouldn't normally do, like putting her tongue in her trouser press, for his attention.


The chorus emphasizes the singer's infatuation with her love interest, stating that she can't help herself from falling for him despite her better judgment. The second verse's lyrics continue with a stream of consciousness narrative of the singer's thoughts and experiences. She mentions a "Bermuda Triangle" and "terminal velocity" as if she is lost in a dream-world of obsession.


Overall, "I Can't Help Myself" is a fast-paced, quirky song about love and infatuation. The lyrics are filled with nonsensical phrases and metaphors, but they create an overall feeling of excitement and energy.


Line by Line Meaning

I can't help myself
I am unable to control myself


I am the doughnut
I am someone who is irresistible to others


That you hold up
That makes you want to keep me close


And I never sold up in a pie
And I have never been reduced to being just a part of something else


The hoot boot's so fly
The latest fashion is so cool


I always try to beat
I am always striving to outdo


The rest to impress
Others to make an impression on them


I put my tongue
I was so nervous that I accidentally put my foot in my mouth


In my trouser press
By making a silly mistake


I got the toots, baby
I am feeling nervous


You got the fruits
You are attractive


Fruit got the loot, lady
Beauty is an advantage


You got the boots
You are in control


Don't be a mook
Do not be foolish


Don't get the spook
Do not get scared


Don't be a cry baby
Do not be overly emotional


I only said maybe,
I am not certain


Shmoozin I was pressuring
I was trying to charm you


When like a catapult
Suddenly


I did a somersault
I was surprised


Going down the lazy river
Drifting aimlessly


three fingers deliver
A drink with three fingers worth of alcohol in it


The reverb you just heard is resounding
The echo of the sound is bouncing back


In the surrounding area
All around us


It's getting scarier
It is becoming more and more frightening


I've got the amp damp mangled
I have a problem with the equipment


Got my tingle in tangle
Feeling nervous and confused


Let me see what I can wangle
Let me see what I can do


In the Bermuda Triangle
In a place of mystery and danger


Gravity will be the death of me
I am worried about the effects of gravity


Terminal velocity follow
The speed at which something falls due to gravity


The follow the vaper
Follow the trail of smoke


One hundred percent proof caper
A drink that is very strong


Burst the barricades
Break through the barriers


But don't drink the lemonade
Do not be fooled by something that seems innocent


Martinis by beard man
Drinks made by a bartender with a beard


An artisan down at the can can
A craftsman working at a nightclub


And oh yes he can can fat
And he is very good at it


Fredies cat in seven lead boots
A cat wearing heavy shoes


Whiskey for the whiskers
A drink for the cat


The shot sure shoots
The drink is very strong


She sells sea shells sea shells on the sea shore
A tongue twister


Is it true what mummy said
Is it true?


You can't come back no more
You cannot return


Oh no no no no
Oh no


Singing a song about nothing
A meaningless song


Talk through my belly button
Speak nonsense


At the inn of seventh happiness
At a place that promises happiness


More or less
Just about


I found you on the floor
I saw you lying on the ground


Saying more more more
Asking for more


Peel back the skin sonar
Understand something by looking deeper


Beats like quaver
Beats irregularly


Small bananas selected for flavor
Carefully chosen




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Written by: MARK ERRINGTON BRYDON, ROISIN MURPHY

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