Statuesque

We should spend the night in a small hotel like this Drinking champagne in it We could drive your car through the east end streets to the city And still make a day of it Take all I have I've no secrets left to steal What would you give me for a trip behind your steering wheel I need high heels just to stand up Got to carry some stairs to get near enough I need some wheels to move you around I've borrowed some tools to chisel you down Tie me up and I'll confess A thousand ways that make you statuesque And it won't last for long better do you worst While I'll forgive you of anything Oh your so rehearsed 'Cause some wise guy built you pretty So you'd get away with it Take all I have I've no secrets left to steal What would you give me for a trip behind your steering wheel