you were the promise at dawn,
i was the morning after.
you were jesus christ my lord,
i was the money lender.
you were the sensitive woman,
i was the very reverend freud.
you were the manual orgasm,
i was the dirty little boy.
and is this what you wanted
to live in a house that is haunted
by the ghost of you and me?

is this what you wanted...

you were marlon brando,
i was steve mcqueen.
you were k.y. jelly,
i was vaseline.
you were the father of modern medicine,
i was mr. clean.
you where the whore and the beast of babylon,
i was rin tin tin.

and is this what you wanted...

and is this what you wanted...

you got old and wrinkled,
i stayed seventeen.
you lusted after so many,
i lay here with one.
you defied your solitude,
i came through alone.
you said you could never love me,
i undid your gown.

and is this what you wanted...

and is this what you wanted...

i mean is this what you wanted...

that´s right, is this what you wanted...