I gave a party
I said you could come
You showed up at your door
with all your leathers on
I said This must be wrong
It can t be right
How can you make love to me
dressed up for a fight?
Pick me up off the floor
No more cause you surely
can t be mine
Religion came
almost overnight
You were the high priest
I was the sacrifice
I said This must be wrong
This can t be right
Take off your stupid robe
and put down your knife
These ropes are getting tight
All right you surely
can t be mine
I come home half dead
Late on a Saturday night
You stand on the bed and you
tell me you re learning to fly
I said Take off your boots
Take off your cape
Throw away your long johns
I ain t no Lois Lane
Before I get my kryptonite
All right cause you surely
can t be mine
I was ready for love
Big brass bed and all
I was ready for love
You said Let s talk about the war
I said What war?
What war?
Take off your clothes
and don t you worry me no more
I ain t no fly by night
All right you surely
can t be mine
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