My, my, you busted me like a Robocop
Strike me with your riding crop
I'm forever going celibate tomorrow
But tonight, like success, knows no shame

Oh no, she's a rejecter
I must protect myself

There's the girl that left me bitter
Want to pay some other girl
To just walk up to her and hit her
But I can't, I can't, I can't

My, my, this demon heart of the master's hand
Crush me, why, I don't understand
And I know you're not her
Because the girl of my dreams is probably God
Still, I want you