In the office waiting room
One girl enters softly, quickly
She seems somewhat bashful
And you cannot meet her eye
She's come to see her doctor
But, she has no disease
It's the weigth of the world
Thats brought her to her knees
A deal is simple made
Both sides are well-pleased
Behind the doors of Room 3
He's well-known, respected
He owns the premises
He smiles as always
But you cannot meet his eye
What is it that seems so wrong
With living his fantasies
When the weight of the world
Has brought him to his knees
Anything is legal
In their own society
Behind the walls of Room 3
A deal is simple made
Both sides are well-pleased
Behind the doors of Room 3