This bed is on fire with passionate love
The neighbors complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she's on top
My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
Ah, you think you're so pretty
Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in women's clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Line my eyes and call me pretty
Moved out of the house so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home?
Laid
Laid
The neighbors complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she's on top
My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
Ah, you think you're so pretty
Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in women's clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Line my eyes and call me pretty
Moved out of the house so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home?
Laid
Laid
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The woman is is performing the typical male role i.e being on top to get sexual gratification, chasing the narrator at the end of the song. With the latter point, she is the one chasing HIM (you moved next door, you cut a hole in the wall) which again seems to be an inversion of conventional and old-fashioned male/female courting. And also the end lyric "you're driving me crazy; when are you coming home" reinforces the idea of the man's passivity; he is the one going crazy and he is the one waiting for the other to come home to him.
It's like filled with passion and great sex, but then when it's time to do anything else (like have a conversation) all you do is fight and argue.
He tries to break it off with her but she keeps stalking him cuz the sex is so great. Hmmm... sounds so familiar... I think I may have been the inspiration for this song. lmao.
I don't think I ever looked into this song too much myself. I guess I always thought that it was a guy dating a sexaholic or nympho and then realizing that he had to get out of the relationship b/c it was getting out of hand. I suppose some might think that's a bit of an unrealistic reason to break off a relationship, but I can see it happening.
A great, fun song....CLASSIC!!!
Things were very passionate.
The guys below had complained about the noises above we had been wrestling.
She did only cum when she was on top.
Was a fan of her own appearance.
She was in therapy. This wasn't mentioned when we first started dating.
I started because she was driving me mad.
My take on things is that emotional relationships bring up, difficulties from one's past and you love for each other motivates you to deal with it. I see emotional difficulties in most people, some people how have been through more see things more lucidly and compassionately. Reading some of the post it sounds like some people haven't felt that sort of out of control feeling. You may have a cohesive world view that normally makes you predictable perhaps a little boring, but when you love someone there's a deeper compassion which surpasses convention and you find yourself behaving in new ways.
This song captures the out of control madness of love. some of the posters talk as if their is some omnipotent, omniscient woman who is calculatedly controlling things rather than a slightly emotionally mucked up individual who is herself on an emotional roller-coaster. I see such view points as conspiratorial and paranoid, just because your not in control doesn't mean she is. :-)
my therapist said not to see you no more, you like a disease without any cure, your so obsessed you're becoming a bore.
she is bad for him any will always be bad for him but he loves her so much that he will accept whatever she does.
moved out of the house you moved next door, i locked you out you cut a hole in the whole,i wake up sleeping next to you thought i was alone, your driving me crazy when are you coming home
no matter what they say or do they won't be apart from each other and even though you are driving me crazy i still want to see you