Triple 7 - Japanese Breakfast
Don't you know you'll never be the same
I look for you through the work week
And I love a man in uniform
And he loves me like a slot machine
From the valley of loose women
In the cruel light of morning
You call out my name like something
From the bottom of a well
Oh how they want how they need
How they cling to my sleeves
'Til they're lacerated sails
But in the night I am someone else
Don't you know I'll always be this way
A pure woman is hard to find to come by these days
And I know the looks of urge and scorn
And I know the role I'm meant to play
The role of the other woman who will spend her life longing
Call out my name like something from the bottom of a well
Oh how they want how they need
How they cling to my sleeves
'Til they're lacerated sails
But in the night I am someone else
Last in the night I am someone else