I like the way she takes advantage.
But tell me, how am I  gonna manage
If she does damage?
Is that what the plan is?

One more time and I'll be a goner.
I wish that someone would put a leash on her.
All night long I sound loke a mourner.
Hot under the collar,
She's making me holler'.

When we're together the roles are reversed.
I be the last and she be the first.
I be the blessing, she be the curse.
Makin' it hurt.
Puttin' in work.
But all in all, it's quenching her thirst.

Sweet agony;
In harmony
With what's harmin' me,
And charmin' me;
The way that you're disarming me;
This has to be sweet agony.