On your own now, maybe Closet filled with hanging ladies But they're all too slow On your own now, baby Transported somewhere else lately Someplace where the earthquakes glow But you don't own me My television does And it's not governed by your laws On Channel Two Do, do do do do do, do, do, do, do To the bone now, baby Don't hold back and act all shaky It won't help you now But hold the phone now, baby I thought life wasn't worth evading It just comes back to hunt you down But you don't own me My television does And it's not governed by your laws On Channel Two Do, do do do do do, do, do, do, do