I only wanted what everyone wanted
Since bras started burning up ribs in the sixties
Favors a-flying, faces a-falling
And all I desire is to never be waiting
If that's a crime, let's commit it
There's a new crime, sexual suicide
When our under wire radio
Tears into their international airwaves
Boredom will die, ears will bleed
And all they'll desire is to give and to please
There's a new crime, sexual suicide
There's a new crime, let's commit it
While we're waiting on the next day
To begin it in the best way
There's a new crime, sexual suicide
There's a new crime, let's commit it
Don't worry Heather, about forever
Don't worry about me
It's the lottery, baby, everybody roll the dice
It's the lottery, baby, everybody roll the dice
Will we always be like little kids
Running grove to grove, asking
Who loves me? Don't know who loves me
It's pathetic, it's impossible
Like girls in stilettos
Like girls in stilettos
Like girls in stilettos, running to run