10 Minutes Till The Savages Come

Spiked heels and porkpie hat

Have you on the mend in no time flat

A shimmy and a shake, a pitter and pat

Hey there sugar, take a look at that

Don't you despair 'cause your fantasy life is nowhere

Under my care you'll be back in the pink

Drunk without a drink

Tunnel down in soft silk and satin

Loosen up and roll to the rumble of the drum

Make believe it's midnight in Manhattan

10 minutes till the savages come

Come here and don't look back

Meet me at the end of the cul-de-sac

Come on, stand up at attention and I'll do the same

Hey there tiger, now don't you be ashamed

Life has a way of destroying our sense of child's play

But under my wing you'll be back in the pink

Drunk without a drink

Tunnel down in soft silk and satin

Loosen up and roll to the rumble of the drum

Make believe it's midnight in Manhattan

10 minutes till the savages come

Sigmund Freud himself

Wouldn't have needed to worry if his hands were tied by me

There's no neurosis that this doctor can't diagnose

I'll find the monster and deliver a lethal dose

Life has a way of destroying our sense of child's play

But under my wing you'll be back in the pink

Drunk without a drink

Tunnel down in soft silk and satin

Loosen up and roll to the rumble of the drum

Make believe it's midnight in Manhattan

10 minutes till the savages come

Spiked heels and porkpie hat

Have you on the mend in no time flat

A shimmy and a shake, a pitter and pat

Hey there sugar, take a look at that