ONLY THE RICH WILL SWING

I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO CALL YOU
BUT MY NOTHIN’, CARNAL-CASUAL SATURDAY LOVER
I LIKE THE SWEET SMELL OF STRANGER SEX
YOUR REFLEX IN MY HEAD LEAVES ME LIKE NO OTHER

I DON’T REALLY HAVE TO LOVE YOU BABY
THAT’S THE BEAUTIFUL THING
BUT IF YOU REALLY WANT TO LOVE ME
ONLY THE RICH WILL SWING

MY DIRTY LITTLE HABITS
KEEP ME CRAWLIN’ BACK TO YOU FOR SOME AFFECTION
SO PAY YOU UP AND LAY ME DOWN
AND DROWN ME IN ADDICTIVE BLUE INFECTION

I DON’T REALLY HAVE TO LOVE YOU BABY
THAT’S THE BEAUTIFUL THING
BUT IF YOU REALLY WANT TO LOVE ME
ONLY THE RICH WILL SWING

CURE MY LONELINESS WITH CARESSES
AND HEAR MY DESPERATE SIGHS OF CONFESSION
LOVES EMPTINESS AND WASHED OUT ILLUSIONS
I’M FALLING IN LOVE WITH MY FEAR AND CONFUSION
TO REALIZE A BASTARD LIFE
OF MISERY & PAIN & STRIFE
NOT FAILED BY ACCIDENT BUT DESIGN
YOUR LOVE FOR ME PORTRAYS THE CRUELEST KIND
TRUE LOVE L’LL NEVER FIND