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