Of your life and your wife
Move your hips, move your lips
I'm your wife, how 'bout a fight?
Crooked teeth, how 'bout the cock?
Polio, how 'bout AIDS?
'Cause you like me to tie you to ice, you to ice
I've got a woman's thighs
And a woman's mind
It's all about the name
In a bar, in a car
Woman's thighs, neither are nice
Of your life, of your wife
I'm your wife, I'm your life
Or into a bar, in a car
Woman's thighs, woman's mind
Shame, shame, shame, shame
How 'bout Elaine?
And you give me a new name
Crooked teeth, crooked feet
It's all about the bars
I cover your eyes, you fantasize
The man's right
Lift my legs and drop the complaints
Woman's mind
Move your hips, it's the loneliness
Of your life, just drop the wife
'Cause you like me to tie you to ice, you to ice
'Cause you like me to tie you to ice
Move aside, bras and tights
Put on lice, scurvy and lice
Move your lips, move your hips
Put on lice, put on lice
Pick up men, pick up men
And pick up men, pick up men
'Cause you like me to tie you to ice
Lift my legs, lift my legs
That's camera shy and tries to hide
Like Roger or Lincoln or Teddy
Polio, polio, polio, polio
Lift my legs, lift my legs
Shame, shame, shame, shame
'Cause you like me to tie you to ice, you to ice
Pick up men and invite them into your car
