I like that grin on your face
   and I know what you've got in mind
   your collection of smart gestures
   you don't need to hide behind
  
   quetions with double-meaning
   a playground for voluptous feelings
  
   Your're bad and beautiful, bad and beautiful,
   and I'm just dirty-minded
  
   So stop talking now, stop talking now
  
   I know you only treat me right
   when I swear to treat you wrong
   you make an offer, you take it back
   I have to chain you cause you're strong
  
   game of pleasure, game of might
   you're the victim, I lose the fight
  
   You work in the theater of desire
   and on your playing-list is just your name
   the scenario you use is black
   the programm's called "duty & blame"
  
   Gimme shelter, gimme pain
   Love investment's all in vain