Got a feeling I've been here before   Watching as you cross the killing floor   You know you'll have to pay it all   You'll pay today or pay tomorrow   You fasten up your beaded gown   Then you try to tie me down   Do you work it out one by one   Or played in combination   You throw out your gold teeth   Do you see how they roll      I have seen your iron and your brass   Can't you see it shine behind the glass   Your fortune is your roving eye   Your mouth and legs   Your gift for the runaround   Torture is the main attraction   I don't need that kind of action   You don't have to dance for me   I've seen your dance before   Do you throw out your gold teeth   Do you see how they roll      Tobacco they grow in Peking   In the Year of the Locust   You'll see a sad thing   Even Cathy Berberian knows   There's one roulade she can't sing   Dumb luck my friend   Won't suck me in this time      Got a feeling I've been here before   Won't you let me help you find the door   All you got to do is use   Your silver shoes   A gift for the runaround   Use your knack darlin'   Take one step back darlin'   There ain't nothing in Chicago   For a monkey woman to do   Do you throw out your gold teeth   Do you see how they roll