Pleasure, pleasure Knock me to the ground Oh, pleasure, pleasure Knock me to the ground Hey, pretty thing Watch me get so drunk that I can't sing I hate, hate to think You will f** me up beyond belief Was I warned And simply chose to ignore Now forlorn Wishin' I'd listened once before Thinking of something that I heard Trying to find a better word Yeah I can tell, the way you talk That you do just what you want Give me a measure Don't drink the water Keep it all down If I hold my breath then Keep it on the ground Hey, pretty thing You will f** me up beyond belief I hate, hate to think This may be the last time that we speak Cry for more And walk the streets you had to walk Out the door And kick the dust on your way down Yeah was there ever any doubt That you were gonna leave without Yeah I can tell, the way you walk Yeah, you take long as you want Pleasure Pleasure knock me to the ground Pleasure knock me to the ground Pleasure knock me to the ground Pleasure knock me to the ground Trying to get me some feeling If I could, oh Pleasure, pleasure Knock me to the ground Oh, pleasure, pleasure Knock me to the ground