She can't talk to you right now
Somebody broke her heart real bad
She won't mind what you say at all
Just take her to bed, take her to bed

She can't talk to you right now
You always pick the worst wise men to quote
You don't have to know the Tao
Just take off your coat
Take off her clothes

She used to be so snob
She used to be a rising star
But since she felt for a knob
She's been down where we are
Where we are

She's so low
She's so low
She's a slut
She's a whore
She's a bore

She's so low
She's so low
She's a slut
She's a whore
She's a bore
According to herself

She can't think of you right now
Some of the ghosts inside her head
Are coming out from the mirror walls
Just turn off the lights and turn her on

She used to be so nice
She used to laugh and ask for more
But now she knows the price
It's just "pick up your clothes off the floor"

She's so low...

You know without me you won't make it
You know without me you won't make it
You know without me you won't make ends meet, harlot
Dance for me
You will dance for me
Whether I pay you or not