Simone!

Simone!

Will you sleep with my friend he's alone

Got some money got no family plans

He's got the mojo and chastity pants

And a blister pack full of romance

Wicked words in perfect fluctuation

They tell me nothing really matters anymore now

And if I do, or if I don't, it's all temporary anyway

In other words

I really don't know what to say

I guess it would be nice if we were lovers

On the way to matrimony

Hold my hand

Pretend I'm the fisherman's bend

On your travelling shoes

Simone

Will you sleep with my friend he's alone

Got some money, got no family plans

If you see him again will you tell him

As long as you're broke that you get what you pay for

Oh god it's really not my intention to make you believe in me

In this world of interventions

I never thought I would boil down to the core of everything I wanted to hide from you

The truth is that I'm scared of everything I sense as real and have you noticed that I'm nervous?

That's because ironic distance only works for those

Who bleed the most now the joke is on me

So tell me what you think of your boyfriend

Is he the kind of boy that you want to be alone with as the emptiness haunts your perfect little masquerade

What is the matter simone, don't you like the attention?

Pulling off the veil of vanity won't scare him away

It's all downhill from here

Simone

Will you sleep with my friend he's alone got some money, got no family plans

He's got the mojo and chasity pants and now he's looking for some love and romance in a mutal beneficial kind of way

But nothing seems to make you get off, simone, let's try another way

Simone