Chew, my lover, beauty can choke on truth
Sue, the money spent on your wasted youth
There's a dance we're getting ready
Hope to dance with someone ready
Drink another, don't let them see you drool
Every morning I forget
Every night another dress
He'll do, he adores you
Featherlight muse, he's a spoon
Angel heard a whisper of what she'd do
Sable of a sister to pick and choose
Lick her with a sharpened edge
Throw a pong ball at her neck
Leave, another party we've got to fool
Every morning I forget
Every night another dress
He'll do, he adores you
Let him waltz through, give him room
Cradling all your babies for the race we'd hate to lose