I said you could come
  You showed up at your door
  with all your leathers on
  I said This must be wrong
  It can't be right
  How can you make love to me
  dressed up for a fight?
  Pick me up off the floor
  No more -- 'cause you surely
  can't be mine

  Religion came
  almost overnight
  You were the high priest
  I was the sacrifice
  I said This must be wrong
  This can't be right
  Take off your stupid robe
  and put down your knife
  These ropes are getting tight
  All right--you surely
  can't be mine

  I come home half dead
  Late on a Saturday night
  You stand on the bed and you
  tell me you're learning to fly
  I said Take off your boots
  Take off your cape
  Throw away your long johns
  I ain't no Lois Lane
  Before I get my kryptonite
  All right--'cause you surely
  can't be mine

  I was ready for love
  Big brass bed and all
  I was ready for love
  You said Let's talk about the war
  I said What war?
  What war?
  Take off your clothes
  and don't you worry me no more
  I ain't no fly by night
  All right--you surely
  can't be mine