She likes wearin' lipstick, she likes french cuisine But she won't let me use my pa**ion unless it's in a limousine. She got me under pressure, She got me under pressure. 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 filppin' out with great danes. She's about all i can handle, it's too much for my brain. It's got me under pressure, It's got me under pressure. 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. It's got me under pressure, It's got me under pressure. It's got me under pressure, It's got me under pressure. - billy gibbons, dusty hill & frank beard