Hoist that skirt above your knee  [bad word] the demons from your hair 
Kiss me with them evil lips 
If its wrong, well, I don't really care 

'Cause I wanna feel darlin' 
I wanna feel, like I'm livin' 
One more time, let me feel like I'm livin' 

It's like I'm in a wheelchair 
And my neck is trapped within a noose 
Maybe I've had too much booze 
Yeah, that's a [bad word]  good excuse 

That's my hand upon your leg 
Like a fish dead upon the shore 
I know it's hard to look at me 
Close your eyes, my dear, forever more