Hey
Been trying to meet you
Hey
Must be a devil between us
Or whores in my head
Whores at my door
Whores in my bed
But, hey
Where
Have you
Been? If you go I will surely die
We're chained
We're chained
Uh, said the man to the lady
Uh, said the lady to the man she adored
And the whores like a choir
Go uh all night
And Mary, ain't you tired of this?
Uh is the sound
That the mother makes when the baby breaks
We're chained
Doolittle