She's a traveling acrobat
A trapeze act
The definition of demure
Practical and business-like
She works a second job at night:
An escorter.
You must pay the fee
To connect with me
Love affair this isn't
No, she's strictly down to business
But the man at the door
Is a philosopher
♪
Say whatever you feel
And feel whatever you say
It's such a dirty rotten shame
But if we're ever gonna change
We can't just look the other way
Without love
And since they are such opposites
They quickly strike an argument up in her room
He says, "How can you care so much for money
While our neglected world is surely doomed?
You have such a gift
But you waste it on this."
She says, "It's called reality.
You lack all practicality.
I do what I do cause it's what I do."
♪
Say whatever you feel
And feel whatever you say
It's such a dirty rotten shame
But if we're ever gonna change
We can't just look the other way
A little taste of pain
A reminder that we're all the same
But Darling will we ever change?
Darling, will we ever change?
Without love
Love, yeah, and that's all we got.
♪
Wash your sins
With me.
♪
Change
It's such a dirty rotten shame
But if we're ever gonna change
We can't just look the other way
A little taste of pain
A reminder that we're all the same
But Darling will we ever change?
Darling, will we ever change?
Without love
Love, yeah, and that's all we got.