[Frank N. Furter:]
Planet Schmanet, Janet!
I'll tell you once
I won't tell you twice
You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
Your apple pie don't taste too nice
You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
I've laid the seed, it should be all she needs
She's as sensual as a pencil
Wound up like an 'E' or first string
When we made it, did your bell ring?
You got a block, won't take my advice
You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
The Transducer will seduce ya
It's something you'll get used to
A mental mind-fuck can be nice
You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
You'd better wise up
Build your thighs up
You'd better wise up
[Criminologist:]
And then she cried out
[Janet Weiss:]
Stop!