Shimmy down and bail out
 The side room of your hotel
 Seems your dear diary
 Didn't know you so well

 What real grandeur had your
 Weekends to shout about
 Seems you had a way out
 Yes, you had a way out

 Starting to kick in, wanting to feel it
 [bad word] out
 Starting to feel it, wanting to feel it
 Sun [bad word] out

 You're getting used to your
 Exotic, embryonic new world
 There's a reflection of the goddess
 Adulteress in your pearls

 Go on, be honest
 What's been the best time of your life?
 Please say it was chasing wood
 While you were the President's wife

 Starting to kick in, wanting to feel it
 [bad word] out
 Starting to feel it, wanting to feel it
 Sun [bad word] out

 She's the [bad word] out the door
 She got the gris-gris on
 And she's shouting 'I want more'
 Yeah, give me more 'cause I want more

 And never again will you be accused
 Of being something you are not
 In light of the incident
 With that little piece of clothing you forgot

 And now your cheveux has gone gray
 And you're standing by the fire
 Your repertoire is so stellar
 I can't help but admire

 Starting to kick in, wanting to feel it
 [bad word] out
 Starting to feel it, want it to kick in
 Sun [bad word] out

 She's the [bad word] out the door
 She got the gris-gris on
 And she's shouting 'I want more'
 Yeah, give me more 'cause I want more

 You're a cold bird Madame [bad word] 
 Lead the way so others follow
 Of all the things that you could do
 They never thought of this