Do Your Own Time
You showed up, dressing down
Wearing absolutely nothing
Remotely, like the talk of the town
With your bookmark for a visa
We did not come to raise the bar
We came to tear it into pieces
Understand?

You showed me even though it showed your hand
And said, "Do your own time
Go back to your own kind"

There was lipstick left in the room
Yes, and it was absolutely crucial
A flash of card, and it disappeared
It must have been magic to a new soul
The oldest trick in this young land
But it's the only bag worth packing
In this town

Worth packing up and carrying around
Do your own time
Go back to your own kind
Whatever you, whatever you
Need me to do
Whatever you, whatever you
Need me to do (x4)

It is the only scent worth tracking in this town
Worth stacking up against the love you've found
Do your own time
Go back to your own kind
Ooh
Do your own time
Go back to your own kind

Whatever you, whatever you need me to do (x2)
Need me to do (x3)