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