You showed up dressing down
Wearing absolutely nothing
Rolling like the talk of the town
With your bookmark full of visa
You did not come to raise the bar
You came to tear it into pieces, understand
You showed me even though it showed your hand
And said do your own time, go back to your own kind
There was lipstick left in the room
Yes, and it was absolutely crucial
A flash of card and it disappeared
It must have been magic to her new soul
The oldest trick in this young land
But it's the only bag worth packing in this town
Worth packing up and carrying around
Do your own time, go back to your own kind
Ooh, do your own time, go back to your own kind
Whatever you, whatever you need me to do
Whatever you, whatever you need me to do
Need me to do, need me to do, need me to do
It is the only sin worth tracking in this town
Worth stacking up against the love you found
Do your own time, go back to your own kind
Do your own time, go back to your own kind
Ooh, do your own time, go back to your own kind
Whatever you, whatever you need me to do
Whatever you, whatever you need me to do
Need me to do, need me to do, need me to do