Well how do you do?
The kiss on the cheek
It's been a while
So I'll just beg, borrow
And steal all your time
We'll call it dignified
Well now it all seems to be cut and dried
So I know which way [bad word] You're tired my love
I feel the same

Now take it from me
What else could you do?
Well, where do you get off
And how can I get there, too?
All your time we'll call it dignified
Well now it all seems to be cut and dried
So I know which way [bad word] You're tired my love
I feel the same

You'll [bad word] back
My God, can't you see that
I know which way [bad word] 
You're tired my love
I feel the same
The leather lung won't speak my name

Well everyone see it rise and shine
It might not be [bad word] and that's just fine
Cause I know which way [bad word] You're tired my love
I feel the same
The leather lung won't speak my name
Now even rats would jump this ship
Just give me some peace of mind
Cause I...