I don't need a support system
Lifting me into prop-position
What I need is a man of action, I need my attraction to you
Driving me down all those dangerous avenues
Lions and tigers tearing at their food.
(whistle break)
I know the gossip
Flies around at breakfast
One of them rings in your hand
Where do you get the fuck off thinking
I was there at the party 'cause
All of my friends feed me evil reasons
Why you and I should not be friends...
Let's think this whole thing through,
Tell me, just what the hell is a lover supposed to do?
I got the wrong reaction
A slap in the face from you.