My, my, you busted me like a robocop Strike me with your riding crop I'm forever going celibate tomorrow But tonight, like success, knows no shame Oh no, she's a rejector I must protect myself There's the girl that left me bitter Want to pay some other girl To just walk up to her and hit her But I can't, I can't, I can't My, my, this demon heart of the master's hand Crush me, why, I don't understand And I know you're not her 'Cause the girl of my dreams is probably god Still, I want you