Hey Been trying to meet you Hey Must be a devil between us Or whores in my head Whores at the door Whore in my bed But hey Where have you been? If you go, I will surely die 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