If I see the mornin' hours
I'll have one more yesterday
Take
The more of you that I inspect
The more of me
Make up the rules for me to live by
Rules you
Sacrilege and blasphemy
Sets the stage today
The more insatiable the sex
The
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they
Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with
Too many problems, oh why am I here?
I need to
You take a mortal man,
And put him in control
Watch him
