Stop everything, in your magazines :
New Man's World , Tweed or Recipes
Bring on garters, fish-net stockings
Stiletto shoes and sexy lace things.
But if I say so, I'll ruin my name
Would be a shame x2
But if I say so, I'll ruin my name
Would be a shame to be on the dole at my age
I want leather: not some peep-show, true-life one
I want big tits and big bums..
I want leather..
Sade and Shade and Suzy Butt .
Tear off, you, scouts, all your jumpers
Bring on some pot, ether
Some razor blades and
tubes of glue..
Be naked under your coats in front of schools..
But if I say so, I'll ruin my name
Would be a shame x2
But if I say so, I'll ruin my name
Would be a shame to be on the dole at my age
I want leather: not some peep-show, true-life one
I want big tits and big bums
I want leather
Sade and Shade and Suzy Butt.
Stop, Constance,
being strait-laced,
Why not indulge in exquisite pains ?
The world's dubious, and its rule is :
My butt's got two wings, my dear friend..
But if I say so, I'll ruin my name
Would be a shame x2
But if I say so, I'll ruin my name
Would be a shame to be on the dole at my age
I want leather: not some peep-show, true-life one
I want big tits and big bums..
I want leather
Sade and Shade and Suzy Butt..