Oh good heavens
baby where's my medicine
I must have left it outside
with my etiquette
The undertaker's rule of thumb
It's hard to talk with
a novocain tongue
This room smells
like hotel illness
The scars I hide are
now your business
I can't seem to make
hair nor hide of this
No baby love is not a
punishment
Hypnotize by your
rotten behavior
This week's fashion is
last year's flavor
I got a head full of
sermons and a mouth
full of spiders
The politics of the world's
greatest liar
This room smells
like hotel illness
The scars I hide are
now your business
I can't seem to make
hair nor hide of this
No baby love is not a
punishment
So tell me baby is it true
all those things that they
say about you
This room smells
like hotel illness
The scars I hide are
now your business
I can't seem to make
hair nor hide of this
No baby love is not a
punishment