hey been trying to meet you hey must be a devil
between us or whores in my head whores at my door whores in my
bed but hey where have you been if you go i will surely
die we're chained
uh said the man to the lady uh said the lady to
the man she adored and the whores like a choir go uh all night and mary
ain't you tired of this uh is the sound that the mother makes
when the baby breaks we're chained
