Maybe I'm just kidding myself when I say I love you
  I don't know -
  Loving without trusting
  You get - frostbite and sunstroke
  I wish I felt nothing!
  You pimp - laughing and strutting her to my charted seat
  Your old off night back street.
  It's been stinger to stinger, darling
  It's been heart to heart
  You still keep me from finishing
  Any new love I try to start
  Now she's moved in with you
  She's keepimg your house neat
  And your sheets sweet
  And I'm your off night back street.
  I can feel your fingers
  Feeling my face
  There are some lines you put there
  And some you erase
  Maybe I'm just dramatizing
  I don't care
  It's home - it can be heaven
  When we play fair
  But these sentimental journeys
  Late at night -
  High in some back room you're calliing me
  To be your off night back street
  You give me such pleasure
  You bring me such pain
  Who left her long black hair
  In our bathtub drain?