You were the promise at dawn, 
I was the morning after. 
You were Jesus Christ my Lord, 
I was the money lender. 
You were the sensitive woman, 
I was the very reverend Freud. 
You were the manual orgasm, 
I was the dirty little boy. 
And is this what you wanted 
to live in a house that is haunted 
by the ghost of you and me? 

Is this what you wanted ... 

You were Marlon Brando, 
I was Steve McQueen. 
You were K.Y. Jelly, 
I was Vaseline. 
You were the father of modern medicine, 
I was Mr. Clean. 
You where the whore and the beast of Babylon, 
I was Rin Tin Tin. 

And is this what you wanted ... 

And is this what you wanted ... 

You got old and wrinkled, 
I stayed seventeen. 
You lusted after so many, 
I lay here with one. 
You defied your solitude, 
I came through alone. 
You said you could never love me, 
I undid your gown. 

And is this what you wanted ... 

And is this what you wanted ... 

I mean is this what you wanted ... 

That's right, is this what you wanted ...