i think i am elastic  these arms they are a wonder  pull from sideways, up and under  i think it's time for something drastic  and it could be more than i bargained for  ten to one it is  chorus:  oh i'm into everything i hate  my spirit is not fooled; my members take the bait  oh i'm into everything i hate  still not dead enough to stifle this debate  these heels were made for bruising  and the cobblestones they're using  are the pleasures of my choosing  i must be born for losing  heal these soles to hurt no more  and i'll lift these hands just like before  cover me like dimestore suit  until i'm just like You  careful little eyes what you see  careful little feet where you go