In her place, one hundred candles burning
A salty sweat drips from her breast
Her hips move and I can feel what they're saying, swaying
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get
Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah
I can feel what you're saying, praying
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get
I beg to serve, your wish is my law
Now close those eyes and let me love you to death
Shall I prove, I mean, what I'm saying, begging
I say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get
Ah
Let me love you to
Ah
Let me love you to
Death
To death
Am I good enough
For you?
Am I good enough
For you?
Am I, ah
For you?
Am I, ah
For you?
Am I good enough
For you?
Am I good enough
For you?
