Do Your Own Time

You showed up dressing down,
Wearing absolutely nothing.
Rolling like the talk of the town,
With your bookmark full of visa.
You did not come to raise the bar,
You came to tear it into pieces, understand.
You showed me even though it showed your hand.
And said "do your own time, go back to your own kind"
There was lipstick left in the room,
Yes, and it was absolutely crucial.
A flash of card and it disappeared,
It must have been magic to her new soul.
The oldest trick in this young land,
But it's the only bag worth packing in this town.
Worth packing up and carrying around.
Do your own time, go back to your own kind.
Ooh, do your own time, go back to your own kind.
Whatever you, whatever you need me to do.
Whatever you, whatever you need me to do,
Need me to do, need me to do, need me to do.
It is the only sin worth tracking in this town,
Worth stacking up against the love you found.
Do your own time, go back to your own kind.
Do your own time, go back to your own kind.
Ooh, do your own time, go back to your own kind.
Whatever you, whatever you need me to do.
Whatever you, whatever you need me to do,
Need me to do, need me to do, need me to do.