Lyrics

She feels me up then she kicks me down Chews her gum while humming a song Has me for dinner in her dressing gown Stark naked underneath I am Feebly struggling and played along I should get out but her hips are strong I try to peek out of my blindfold Cuffed, gagged and cheaply sold But I know something that she'll pay to keep A secret, we let ourselves back in the game And so the dance goes on in a dirty style We can provide no rest for the weary eye It's far too late to apologize And if you care to dance, not a chance Stand in line Wait up for miss Swedish Pie Will I join her foul pigsty Of broken men trying to prophesy Her next move? While we can't move; Stand in line How many men have you done this to? I suspect that we are quite a few Sweet-talk us and bump us around Bury us under miles of mound But I know something that you'll pay to keep A secret, but I can't get any leverage And so the dance goes on in a dirty style We can provide no rest for the weary eye It's far too late to apologize And if you care to dance, not a chance Stand in line Wait up for miss Swedish Pie Will I join her foul pigsty Of broken men trying to prophesy Her next move? While we can't move; Stand in line