| She’s under-age and she’s underweight
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| And she’s one month hooked and she’s two months late
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| She comes from Wyoming
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| And he named her Desiree
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| She hit New York like a farm-fresh egg
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| Hits a frying pan, she’s too proud to beg
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| So she works on the sidewalk
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| He administrates her pay
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| She calls him Swagger 'cause of his hat
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| He adopted her in three seconds flat
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| By the bus station doorway
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| Where he found her half-alive
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| He is her family and in return
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| He beats up on her and takes all she can earn
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| And she needs him so badly
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| Losing him she’d never survive
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| Him and her, me and you
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| We do it to each other whatever we do Hand in hand, arm in arm
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| It’s always been the two of us doing us harm
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| It’s the same deal every time
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| We’re all of us partners in crime
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| She is a buyer for Bloomingdale’s
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| He’s division head of commercial sales
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| They met at the office
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| Odds we one to one they’d meet
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| Work is the great aphrodisiac
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| It’s that nine-to-five gets 'em in the sack
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| Afternoons at the office
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| Evenings at the health retreat
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| And all day long he just balls her out
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| 'Bout some shipment due on the air freight route
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| But when they leave the office
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| Guess who gets the upper hand?
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| She’s into power, he’s into pain
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| And beneath her heel, he will long remain
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| And he needs her so badly
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| Loves it when she takes command
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| Him and her, me and you
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| We do it to each other whatever we do Hand in hand, arm in arm
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| It’s always been the two of us doing us harm
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| It’s the same deal every time
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| We’re all of us partners in crime
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| If there’s a heaven, if there’s a hell
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| It’s made up of those who we love so well
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| And we make hell or heaven
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| As we do when we’re alive
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| Two people meet and they fix their deal
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| And they get what they deserve
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| And they want the way they feel
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| And we need love so badly
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| Losing it we’d never survive
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| Him and her, me and you
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| We do it to each other whatever we do Hand in hand, arm in arm
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| It’s always been the two of us doing us harm
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| It’s the same deal every time
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| We’re all of us partners in crime |