She can't talk to you right now Somebody broke her heart real bad She won't mind what you say at all Just take her to bed, take her to bed She can't talk to you right now You always pick the worst wise men to quote You don't have to know the Tao Just take off your coat Take off her clothes She used to be so snob She used to be a rising star But since she felt for a knob She's been down where we are Where we are She's so low She's so low She's a slut She's a whore She's a bore She's so low She's so low She's a slut She's a whore She's a bore According to herself She can't think of you right now Some of the ghosts inside her head Are coming out from the mirror walls Just turn off the lights and turn her on She used to be so nice She used to laugh and ask for more But now she knows the price It's just "pick up your clothes off the floor" She's so low... You know without me you won't make it You know without me you won't make it You know without me you won't make ends meet, harlot Dance for me You will dance for me Whether I pay you or not