With their cardboard hands by their sides,    here's a naked man and lady    And they're yours to cut out and keep    So you can dress them up maybe    They don't know just who they are, or who they're    supposed to be    You can make them happy or sad    Or assume their identity    So here they are in the departure lounge    It's the "Gateway to the East"    She is just another mail-order bride    She doesn't know he's a kinky beast    So he gives her a picture of Maradona and child    She wants to "roll and rock"    As he spills his beer over her, bumps and he    grinds, as he repeats "Bang-Cock"       There must be something that is better than this    It starts with a slap and ends up with a kiss    Begins with you bawling and it ends up in tears    Oh my little one, take that chewing gum out of    your ears       She might as well be in the jungle    She might as well be on the moon    He's away on a business trip, in Dusseldorf [sic], but    she's becoming immune    To the lack of glamour and danger in a West-    German city today    The nearest she comes to the "Dynasty" he    promised her    Is a Chinese takeaway       There must be something that is better than this    It starts with a slap and ends up with a kiss    Begins with you bawling and it ends up in tears    Oh my little one, take that chewing gum out of    your ears       Though he only taught her three little words, it    doesn't matter if they're dirty or clean    He can only control what they look like    He can never possess what they mean    Now he wants to whisper in her ear    All the shrinking nothingness    But something always comes between them,    I wonder if you can guess       There must be something that is better than this    It starts with a slap and ends up with a kiss    Begins with you bawling and it ends up in tears    Oh my little one, take that chewing gum out of    your ears