i think i am elastic

these arms they are a wonder

pull from sideways, up and under

i think it's time for something drastic

and it could be more than i bargained for

ten to one it is

chorus:

oh i'm into everything i hate

my spirit is not fooled; my members take the bait

oh i'm into everything i hate

still not dead enough to stifle this debate

these heels were made for bruising

and the cobblestones they're using

are the pleasures of my choosing

i must be born for losing

heal these soles to hurt no more

and i'll lift these hands just like before

cover me like dimestore suit

until i'm just like You

careful little eyes what you see

careful little feet where you go