Ballet or Art के बोल

What's it like to be you? Oh I want to be so beautiful I watch you put on your nice long skirt It's all I need of ballet or art And you move To your own music With animal grace I love to watch you put on your makeup And all the things you do to your face Oh-oh You're a blindfold of skin And I can't hope for heaven If this be sin Oh-oh You're a siren You killed me With your call And I know it's not love But I'm not sorry at all I know I'm just a second-hand body This time he's got his face in your crotch No Ben, you and Timmy too He only likes it when the neighbours watch But I don't care As long as we're happy And you keep reading your shiny magazines We do what only lovers can And make a gift out of the same sensity Oh-oh You're a blindfold of skin And I can't hope for heaven If this be sin Oh-oh You're a siren You killed me With your call And I know it's not love But I'm not sorry at all