Template:Seconds Of Pleasure (demo)

You say you don't desire me

You only hire me. Now you tire me

Inexpensive care is meaningless

Feeling nothing and caring less

Cut off at the pass

She knows where you were headed

She wants double-time

Or a temporary wedding

And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure

Though she might have to wait forty-five years

For seconds of pleasure

Crowds surround loudspeakers on a lamp-post

Listening to the murder mystery

Meanwhile someone’s in the classroom

Busy forging the books of history

I wouldn’t give that man my hand

He’d probably steal my fingers

So the sleuth ends up in stitches

And your urges turn to itches

And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure

Though she might have to wait forty-five years

For seconds of pleasure

I was committed to life

And then commuted to the outskirts

I was living for thirty minutes at a time

With a break in the middle for adverts

In the strong arms of your human furniture

You say "when", you say "so"

Well you can look all that you like

But I won't let you touch and go

And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure

Though she might have to wait forty-five years

For seconds of pleasure

And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure

Though she might have to wait forty-five years

For seconds of pleasure