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She likes wearin' lipstick, she likes French cuisineBut she won't let me use my passion unless it's in a limousineShe got me under pressureShe got me under pressureShe likes the art museum, she don't like Pavlov's dogShe fun at the mind museum, she likes it in a London fogShe don't like other women, she likes whips and chainsShe likes cocaine and filppin' out with great DanesShe's about all I can handle, it's too much for my brainIt's got me under pressureIt's got me under pressureI'm gonna give her a message, here's what I'm gonna say"It's all over", she might get out a nightstickAnd hurt me real real bad by the roadside in a ditchIt's got me under pressureIt's got me under pressureIt's got me under pressureIt's got me under pressure Aus Songtexte Mania