It doesn't matter if you're coming back from a dance
Ordinary, broken, trivial
From your sentimental orgies
God, my love, you look so pale
As if you were about to catch your death
Men - I know right what they worth.
I'd lick with my mouth
Places that others touch
And I don't care if it causes a scandal*
that I'm many in your womb
What does it matter if you come back
In my home to clean your dirty mascara?
I'm sharing you, I'm sharing you
And that's too bad if the heart is hurt
It makes the animal feel good
I'm sharing you, I'm sharing you
I'm accepting one-half of a star
I'm tired of sleeping so badly
I'd put gold on your neck
And silver (/money) in your wigs
Your sandal will be made of vair
And I'd offer you trips
With the man who's butchering you**
And disrupt my astral theme
I'm sharing you, I'm sharing you,
And I don't care if it's immoral
It makes the animal feel good
I'm sharing you, I'm sharing you,
I agree to be your retainer
I'm tired of sleeping so badly
I'm sharing you, I'm sharing you,
And I don't care if it kills me***
It makes the animal feel good
I'm sharing you, I'm sharing you,
I just don't care anymore,
I'm really, really tired of sleeping so badly