Electric Chair Songtext
(Any last words?)
I've been bad
I've been very, very bad
I've been awful
In fact
There are terrible thoughts under this marvellous hat
You were a good man to me
But curiosity kissed the cat
I've been bad
I've been very, very bad
I've been awful
In fact
There are terrible thoughts under this marvellous hat
You were a good man to me
But curiosity kissed the cat
Tie me to the electric chair in my Italian underwear
If I'm to die, then let it be in La Perla lace
Drop the toaster in the bath
Boil my brains, and fry my ass
Just promise me that you'll pay
To bury me at Père Lachaise
Percival, am I still your little kitten?
You know I go wherе I'm stroked
More so if it is forbidden
I lick thе sardine can clean, took the cream off the milk
And shook off my red ribbon
You were so kind to me
And you still got bitten
Tie me to the electric chair in my Italian underwear
If I'm to die, then let it be in La Perla lace
Drop the toaster in the bath
Boil my brains, and fry my ass
Just promise me that you'll pay To bury me at Père Lachaise
Père Lachaise
It's all catching up to me
Your parents saw me in the paper
Called the number underneath
I was purring in the lap of a next-door neighbour
Percy, I'm sorry, I knew you'd forgive it
If I whispered apologies through my smudged lipstick
It's sick and it's twisted
It's all fun and games till it isn't
It's all fun and games
Tie me to the electric chair in my Italian underwear
Drop the toaster in the bath
Boil my brains, and fry my ass
Just promise me you'll pay the leccy bill
If I'm to die, then let it be in La Perla lace
Drop the toaster in the bath
Boil my brains, and fry my ass
Just promise me that you'll pay
To bury me at Père Lachaise
Percival, am I still your little kitten?
You know I go wherе I'm stroked
More so if it is forbidden
I lick thе sardine can clean, took the cream off the milk
And shook off my red ribbon
You were so kind to me
And you still got bitten
Tie me to the electric chair in my Italian underwear
If I'm to die, then let it be in La Perla lace
Drop the toaster in the bath
Boil my brains, and fry my ass
Just promise me that you'll pay To bury me at Père Lachaise
Père Lachaise
It's all catching up to me
Your parents saw me in the paper
Called the number underneath
I was purring in the lap of a next-door neighbour
Percy, I'm sorry, I knew you'd forgive it
If I whispered apologies through my smudged lipstick
It's sick and it's twisted
It's all fun and games till it isn't
It's all fun and games
Tie me to the electric chair in my Italian underwear
Drop the toaster in the bath
Boil my brains, and fry my ass
Just promise me you'll pay the leccy bill
