(Stop and do it) I went walking over backbones I broke my stiletto And we were so cold And like a February's corpse we froze And so the song goes And we were among those Far from the Holy Ghost And when the Body was received i shrieked
Out of flirtation I screamed Out of exasperation, and fascination And so for all of us Lustful or our of lust We are the sanest bunch And over backbones we will ride to meet for lunch