Got a feeling I’ve been here before
Watching as you cross the killing floor
You know you’ll have to pay it all
You’ll pay today or pay tomorrow
You fasten up your beaded gown
Then you try to tie me down
Do you work it one by one
Or played in combination
You throw out your gold teeth
Do you see how they roll?
I have seen your iron and your brass
Can’t you see it shine behind the glass?
Your fortune is your roving eye
Your mouth and legs your gift for the runaround
Torture is the main attraction
I don’t need that kind of action
You don’t have to dance for me
I’ve seen your dance before
Do you throw out your gold teeth?
Do you see how they roll?
Tobacco they grow in Peking
In the Year of the Locust you’ll see a sad thing
Even Cathy Berberian knows there’s on roulade she can’t sing
Dumb luck my friend, won’t suck me in this time
Got a feeling I’ve been here before
Won’t you let me help you find the door
All you got to do is use your silver shoes
A gift for the runaround
Use your knack darling
Take one step back darling
There aint nothing in Chicago
For a monkey woman to do
Do throw out your gold teeth?
Do you see how they roll?