With their cardboard hands by their sides
here s a naked man and lady
And they re yours to cut out and keep
So you can dress them up maybe
They don t know just who they areor who they re supposed to be
You can make them happy or sad
Or assume their identity

So here they are in the departure lounge
It s the "Gateway to the East"
She is just another mail-order bride
She doesn t know he s a kinky beast
So he gives her a picture of Maradona and child
She wants to "roll and rock"
As he spills his beer over herbumps and he
grindsas he repeats "Bang-Cock"

Chorus:

There must be something that is better than this
It starts with a slap and ends up with a kiss
Begins with you bawling and it ends up in tears
Oh my little onetake that chewing gum out of your ears

She might as well be in the jungle
She might as well be on the moon
He s away on a business tripin Dusseldorfbut she s becoming immune
To the lack of glamour and danger in a West-German city today
The nearest she comes to the "Dynasty" he promised her
Is a Chinese takeaway

Chorus

Though he only taught her three little wordsit
doesn t matter if they re dirty or clean
He can only control what they look like
He can never possess what they mean
Now he wants to whisper in her ear
All the shrinking nothingness
But something always comes between them
I wonder if you can guess

Chorus

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