Dusty Hill - Got Me Under Pressure lyrics

[Verse 1] She likes wearing lipstick, she likes French cuisine But she won't let me use my pa**ion unless it's in a limousine [Chorus] She got me under pressure [x2] [Verse 2] She likes the art museum, she don't like Pavlov's dog She fun at the mind museum, she likes it in a London fog She don't like other women, she likes whips and chains She likes c**aine and flipping out with great Danes She's about all I can handle, it's too much for my brain [Chorus] [Verse 3] I'm gonna give her a message Here's what I'm gonna say: "It's all over." She might get out a nightstick And hurt me real real bad By the roadside in a ditch [Chorus][x2]