Slow brains hail Mary the chief He's saying changing thought to belief So you win, screaming what do I get Step in, walking rope with no net
Now way, I caught that bullet in my teeth Refrain, from throwing sour at my sweet Sex change, is the least of what you need No shame, just a pinch and then relief
Even picture perfect ladies lose the beat Why'd you start the fire If you can't stand the heat Get off my street
No blame in the weekly magazines Can you say, that things aren't what they seem Ole making all the people scream Today, I think I'm dying for your dream
Sally forth your hungry, waiting for dessert I was told that people get what they deserve So it can't hurt
Even picture perfect ladies lost the beat Why'd you start the fire If you can't stand the heat Get off my street