hey been trying to meet you hey must be
a devil between us or whores in my
head whores at my door whores in my
bed but hey where have you been if
you go i will surely die we're
chained
uh said the man to the lady uh
said the lady to the man she adored and the
whores like a choir go uh all night and
mary ain't you tired of
this uh is the sound that the
mother makes when the baby breaks we're
chained