| Well I know it's the night | |
| but have you gotta beat the daylights out of me | |
| I'm getting so god-damned bruised | |
| I'll soon be softer than a stoned cherry | |
| And when you let your flesh creep over me | |
| you know I don't know what's come over me | |
| something about the way you drool and kiss | |
| makes love seem nothing like this | |
| You tear me up | |
| you grab what's mine | |
| you tear me up | |
| every single time | |
| you tear me up | |
| what a hideous crime | |
| you tear me up | |
| you're a bloody swine | |
| All this slurping and sucking | |
| you know it's putting me off my food | |
| you're noisier than a motorway | |
| and about two times - three times as rude | |
| You know you got such big eyes | |
| they make me feel so small | |
| my heart is only one mouthful | |
| but you - you can have it all | |
| You're just as hard as a pavement | |
| and I don't know where my passion went | |
| you think that maybe I could walk on you | |
| you'd make a damned good anaesthetic - I'll say that for you |