One velvet submarine Shoots across the scene as I leave One bizarre city dream Lingers here inside of me Still ink from your hands Still lust and demands Pretty face, you don’t have to woo me Just admit that you want me, you want me Pretty face, I can tell from the look in your eyes That you got a hungry appetite One custom armchair Worn to the nub, that’s me now, oh You know I’m different now I’m rippled somehow, oh There’s still ink from your hands, on me Still lust and demands Oh, pretty face, you don’t have to woo me Just admit that you want me, you want me Pretty face, I can tell from the look in your eyes That you got a hungry appetite, oh One velvet submarine Shoots across the scene as I leave Oh, pretty face, you don’t have to woo me Just admit that you want me, you want me Pretty face, I can tell from the look in your eyes That you got a hungry appetite, oh