i think i am elastic

these arms they are a wonder

pull from sideways, up and under

i think it's time for something drastic

and it could be more than i bargained for

ten to one it is

oh i'm into everything i hate

my spirit is not fooled; my members take the bait

oh i'm in to everything i hate

still not dead enough to stifle this debate

these heels were made for bruising

and the cobblestones they're using

are the pleasures of my choosing

i must be born for losing

heal these soles to hurt no more

and i'll lift these hands just like before

Cover me like a dimestore suit

until I'm just like you

careful little eyes what you see

careful little feet where you go