Come on, come out of the rain   You're not impressed, you're just so learned   I took the book, I lit the page   Your sabbatical is burning   Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet fires in the street   Let's sully every stage   Lick my lips, twist my hips   Contessa - I already quit      Some things work, but me I choose   To lose my skin in the dirt   This whiskey priest, he burned the church   To keep his girls alive   Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet fires in the street   Let's sully every stage we meet   Lick my lips, twist my hips   Contessa   Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet fires in the street   Let's sully every stage we meet   Lick my lips, twist my hips   Contessa - I already did