Vain boys are gonna have to swallow their pride this time    So let the punishment fit the crime    It's under the table    Under your skin    Into the cable    Is this the death of the glory you're in?    Chorus:    Black sails in the sunset    White noise going yakety-yak    All the money in the world will never bring your body back    Is it some mysterious dance nobody can do?    Thought I knew all the steps quite clearly    I don't have a clue    Oooh       You're Cinderella with a ball and chain    And the shoe seems to fit you    You tell the truth sometimes but    You wouldn't know it if it hit you    Is this some new trick    Wired up in your head?    Do you make me sick    Or was I just force fed?       Chorus