This bed is on fire with passionate love
The neighbours complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she's on top
My therapist said not to see you no more
You're like a disease without any cure
I'm so obsessed that it's becoming a bore, oh no
You think you're so pretty
Land my hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in womens' clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Line my eyes and call me pretty
Well, shake it up, baby, now
C'mon and twist and shout
C'mon c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby, now
Come on and work it on out
Moved out of the house so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy
When are you coming home?
Feeling hot hot hot
You think you're so pretty
Yes you do baby
