Fun for an hour till the hour's gone
Can a one trick night feed 40 days?
And in my bed at the break of dawn
She shivered like a vein slashed bright and new

She's got the radioactive
And it makes me feel okay
I don't feel okay
She's got the radioactive
And it makes me feel okay
I don't feel okay

Grip force the vials and strip the locks
Smash the set and slash the beds
And when it looks like a wife's ex-plot
We'll cover all the rugs with cheap perfume

She's got the radioactive
And it makes me feel okay
I don't feel okay
She's got the radioactive
And it makes me feel okay
I don't feel okay

(Like a docent's lisp, like a damsel's spin)
She's got the radioactive
(Like a dry gin's twist)
And it makes me feel okay
(Of lime) I don't feel okay
(Like a poor old serf, Like a poke's old spurs)
She's got the radioactive
(Like a pastor's flock)
And it makes me feel okay
(No church) I don't feel okay