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Ive been on tenterhooks
Ending in dirty looks,
Listning to the muzak,
Thinking bout this n that.
She said thats that.
I dont wanna chitter-chat.
Turn it down a little bit
Or turn it down flat.
Pump it up when you dont really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Down in the pleasure centre,
Hell bent or heaven sent,
Listen to the propaganda,
Listen to the latest slander.
Theres nothing underhand
That she wouldnt understand.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you dont really need it.
Shes been a bad girl.
Shes like a chemical.
Though you try to stop it,
Shes like a narcotic.
You wanna torture her.
You wanna talk to her.
All the things you bought for her,
Putting up your temprature.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you dont really need it.
Out in the fashion show,
Down in the bargain bin,
You put your passion out
Under the pressure pin.
Fall into submission,
Hit-and-run transmission.
No use wishing now for any other sin.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you dont really need it.
