"Get off that stuff", she said,
"And I'll stone you instead".
"Unchain yourself", said she,
"And tie yourself to me".
I'm on the floor, I play with knives,
You can call and ask your wife.
She's been over once or twice
Likes to use me.
And I'm her slave,
But I don't need no chain,
I'll behave.
Give me more of what I've come to expect,
Wrap your love around my neck.
Understand me when I say
You'll deny me.
And I'm her slave,
But I don't need no chain.
I'm her slave.
Get me down with my head up high,
May your barrel shift that all my worries shift by
My love.
I'm her slave...
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