Lyrics

She said your eyes are something serpentine
I?ll give you a try
On the backside of a parking lot
she?s the one you can?t deny
A soul-sick surprise.

It?s institutional, when she tries
You can?t do her
if your second best is suicide
You?re shut down

Once more, on top, the sequence hasn?t stopped
Score one for lust
When you fornicate, you see just how the girl really knows her stuff
You couldn?t stop

You?re leaving out the backside of your room
Your suitcase is almost filled up.
Your parents give you pressure on your rules
So leave them outside for once