Lifting me into prop position
What I need is a man of action, I need my attraction to you
Driving me down all those dangerous avenues
Lions and tigers tearing at their food.
(whistle break)
I know the gossip
Flies around at breakfast
One of them rings in your hand
"Where the fuck do you get off thinking
I was there at the party cause
All of my friends feed me evil reasons
Why you and I should not be friends ..."
Let's just think this whole thing through,
Tell me, "Just what the hell is a lover supposed to do?"
I got the wrong reaction
A slap in the face from you.
(whistle break: This is such a stupid picture, wrap me in a steak why
don't you throw it in the panther cage and maybe then I'll like you
better (No Way))
I don't need a support system
Lifting me into prop position
What they make is a separation of beauty from attitude
What satisfaction is left when all you do tells everyone
You're acting untrue
(whistle break: This is such a stupid picture, light a cigarette why
don't you stub it in a carburator, maybe then you'll sell me something
(No Way))
I don't need a support system
Put your hand on my heart and listen
What I need is a dedication to last me all the way through
Pointing the finger, I'm counting on loving you
Over and above the passion
I am connected to you