Cheap cut satin and bad perfume Showtime is almost here Teased up by a strip cartoon Laughing up your sleeve Sniggering in your beer He'd seen the bottom of a lot of glasses But he'd never seen love so near He'd seen love get so expensive But he'd never seen love get so dear Now I know that you're all King Horse Between tenderness and brute force (repeat) She can turn upon a sixpence in the mouth and trousers set Hit the bill, ring the bell, never spill a sip And still she knows the kind of tip that she is gonna get A lot of loose exchanges, precious little respect When it's someone else's weekend That's the best you can expect Chorus ♪ So fond of the fabric So fond of fabrication From comic books to tragic Through the heart of complications ♪ Meanwhile back in some secluded spot He says 'will you please?' and she says 'stop' If I ever lose this good thing that I've got I never want to hear the song you dedicated tonight Cause I knew that song so long before we met That it means much more than it might Chorus