Now she's doing the two step, with substance Slow quick quick slow.(slow quick quick slow) Slow quick quick slow.(slow quick quick slow) Now that she's caught with pants around her ankles With bloodshot eyes, red parting lips With blood shot eyes, red parting lips I'm dressed in a fashion of a gentleman And she's in a fashion of a prostitute If I can give what she needs, so she can lie on my bed And she'll taste my f*cking lips, without tasting last nights fling And she will she'd virgin skin, without feeling like a who*e Take these burdens from your chest Take some time to clean up this mess There's life on the other side of the bed But it's lonely in this world without a stranger in your bed