Is This What You Wanted

You were the promise at dawn,

I was the morning after.

You were jesus christ my lord,

I was the money lender.

You were the sensitive woman,

I was the very reverend freud.

You were the manual orgasm,

I was the dirty little boy.

And is this what you wanted

To live in a house that is haunted

By the ghost of you and me?

Is this what you wanted ...

You were marlon brando,

I was steve mcqueen.

You were k.y. jelly,

I was vaseline.

You were the father of modern medicine,

I was mr. clean.

You where the whore and the beast of babylon,

I was rin tin tin.

And is this what you wanted ...

And is this what you wanted ...

You got old and wrinkled,

I stayed seventeen.

You lusted after so many,

I lay here with one.

You defied your solitude,

I came through alone.

You said you could never love me,

I undid your gown.

And is this what you wanted ...

And is this what you wanted ...

I mean is this what you wanted ...

Thats right, is this what you wanted ...