Now she's doing the two step, with substance
Slow quick quick slow
(Slow quick quick slow)
Slow quick quick slow
(Slow quick quick slow)
Now that she's caught with pants around her ankles
With bloodshot eyes, red parting lips
With blood shot eyes, red parting lips
I'm dressed in a fashion of a gentleman
And she's in a fashion of a prostitute
If I can give what she needs
So she can lie on my bed
And she'll taste my fucking lips
Without tasting last night's fling
And she will shed virgin skin
Without feeling like a whore
(Without feeling like a whore)
Without feeling like a whore
Take these burdens from your chest
Take some time to clean up this mess
There's life on the other side of the bed
But it's lonely in this world without a stranger in your be