If a look could kill… if a touch caused a seizure — you’d be dead as
That rock. No room in the freezer. I’ll tease you with my fingers ;
Squeeze you ’til you rattle like an engine that’s collapsing gasping out
For oil. You nervous? you should be! I’m a jealous boy…As for your new
Friend — he’ll lend his days down an alley…Shall he call the law? i
Doubt it… Curtains closing… faster, faster. I’ll turn young lovers
To statistics. Nervous? he should be…I want you safe at home, alone.
Ignore the phone except when you’re convinced it’s ME, enquiring about
Your welfare. I care about your paintings and your poems…love’s like
That. Caring, sharing on our own together. And we can make plans about our
Cottage. Miles away. Us together. Never seeing anyone. And if you want to
Dance. I’ll fit the stereo up in the living room and you can dance alone.
Dance alone. Alone, you and me i’ll watch. You and me together, you’re my
Girl, you’re my girl you’re my girl (I own you! I own you) My girl (x4) I
Own you! My girl (I own you!) …I’ll be there
[end of this song with reversal words]