I only wanted what everyone wanted since bras started burnin' up ribs in the 60's
Favors a flyin', faces a fallin', and all I desire is to never be waiting
If that's a crime, let's commit it
There's a new crime, sexual suicide

When our underwire radio tears into their international airwaves
Boredom will die, ears will bleed, and all their desire is to give and to please

There's a new crime, sexual suicide
There's a new crime, let's commit it
While we're waiting on the next day
To begin it in the best way

There's a new crime, sexual suicide
There's a new crime, let's commit it

Don't worry, Heather, 'bout forever
Don't worry about me
It's a lottery, baby, everybody roll the dice
It's a lottery, baby, everybody roll the dice

Will we always be like little kids, running group to group
Asking, "Who loves me?" Don't know who loves me
It's pathetic, it's impossible
Like girls in stilettos
Like girls in stilettos
Like girls in stilettos tryin' to run