Your own personal Torgo
Someone to carry your bags
Someone who veers
Your own personal Torgo
Someone to talk to the Master
Someone who's always there
Vacant lot unknown
And you're all alone
Big thighs and a bone
The hotel has no phone
Listen to the receiver
The Master'll make you a believer
He's always second best
Even with no test
Torgo killed the dog
When there was a fog
He will live forever
You know the Master'll never forgive her
Reach out and touch face
Reach out and touch face
Your own personal Torgo...
Vacant lot unknown
And you're all alone
Big thighs and a bone
The hotel has no phone
Listen to the receiver
The Master'll make you a believer
He will live forever
You know the Master'll never forgive her
Reach out and touch face
Your own personal Torgo
Reach out and touch face