'Cause now I own you. Hey, ce la vie. Remember me? I made you, dressed And trained you. Hey, it's bitter sweet. You can't kill me with kindness, I don't buy it. Strip Strip down, show me flesh and bone. (Strip Strip Down.)

Stripes around my shoulders I got stripes, I got chains, Chains around my feet I got stripes, And them chains, them chains, They're about to drag me down down On a Monday, On a Tuesday,

Night in the city, oh oh oh, Madness at midnight, Night in the city Drivin' you insane. Standin' at the airport Lookin' down the strip, She was cryin' her eyes, She was bitin' her lip. 747 just left from gate eleven

Come a little closer baby So come a little closer baby I feel like layin' you down down I feel like lettin' go I feel like strippin' it down down I feel like layi'n you down down On a bed of sweet surrender Where we can work it all out There ain't nothin' that love

Strip Strip it down, down, down Back to you and me like it used to be When it was an old back road with an old school beat Cowboy boots by your little bare feet Let it out, tell me right now Everything I need in them white cotton sheets Dirty dance me slow in

Gonna try, but there's no rest for the wicked Gonna fly, take my time, strip strip down to nothing Gonna fly, taken my time, strip strip down to nothing Walked a fine line, slipped the edge under me Rise above a suicide, taking it out of me Got a feeling, it's going

Oh, strip strip that down, girl You know, I love it, when the music's loud But c'mon, strip strip that down down for me, baby Now there's a lot of people in the crowd But only you can dance with me So put your hands on my body You know, I love it when the music's loud

(We are) the anti-cancer (We are) the only answer Stripped down, we want you dead But what's inside of me, you'll never know (We are) bipolar gods (We are) you know what we are My life was always shit And I don't think I need this anymore

You've been down down too long in the midnight sea Ride the tiger You can see his stripes but you know he's clean Oh don't you see what I mean Gotta get away Oh what's becoming of me Holy Diver, yeah

Standing on the corner, trying to keep it clean A fine lookin' woman, in a pair of Lees Take her back to my place, lay her down down in bed And after she's stripped down, I say leave 'em on instead Baby's wearing blue jeans I see you in the evening, keep 'em