And if it was just how you wanted

You'd be glued to his bones and his brainstem

And changing your image and attitudes

Won't bring you back into your bedroom

Amputating as he's waiting

He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible

Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much

'cause you're aiming to please way off target

And i'll tell you what you must already know

Of amputating that too slow