BURRS & QUEENIE
What is it about her
I know it’s wrong
That parts the waters?
I know he’s rough
What is it about her
That hoists the sail?
I don’t know what to do
But we’ve been through enough

BURRS
Something in her hair
Instructing where to touch
Why do I need her so much?

This woman makes me cry
This woman makes me burn
This woman’s eye can cut me to the core

The hatred that I see
Has been reserved for me
Yet I want more
And more
And more

BURRS & QUEENIE
And what is it about her
Oooh…
That pulls me closer?
That way he’s always there
What is it about her
That tips the scale?
His strange and silent stare.

BURRS
This girl is all I have
So soft so fair, so fine
And she’s forever mine.

This woman builds me up
This woman tears me down
This woman speaks and I can break apart

Now comes another man
Pretending he can win her heart
Well, let him start.

What is it about her
So slight, so secret?
Something in the way she catches light

BURRS & QUEENIE
Who’s wrong?
Who’s right?
I’ve never known.
Should I hold my own
Now –
Or be alone
We fall
Tonight?
We fight.

What is it about her
What is it about him?
That jumbles feelings inside?
So coarse, so queer
What is it about her
What is it about him…
That mixes passion with pride?
That holds me here?

BURRS
Could I live without her
And let her go?
How loud must I scream
No!

It’s a lazy afternoon
And the farmer leaves his reaping
In the meadow cows are sleeping
And the speckled trouts stop leaping up stream

As we dream
A far pink cloud hangs over the hill
Unfolding like a rose
If you hold my hand and sit real still
You can hear the grass as it grows

It’s a hazy afternoon
And I know a place that’s quiet
‘Cept for daisies running riot
And there’s no one passing by it to see
Come spend this lazy afternoon with me

I like him the way that he is
He is no’innocent
And Christ. He’s guilty where it counts
I use him daily in increasin’ amounts
And I like it like that
Un-huh Un-huh Un-huh Un-huh
And I like it like that
Mmmhm mmmhm’
I like it like

In the morning light when he rubs his beard
Then he touches me;
In the afternoon. when he draws my bath
Then undresses me;
Come round curtain time, when he spends my dough
Then he cheats on me;
Come the quarter-moon; when he drinks too much
Then he cries for me;
Breaking a stray in ain’t so hard;
Had ta teach him to play in my backyard

Black is a liar
And I like it like that
Thinks with his wire
And I like it like that
I’m in for the thrill of the kill’
If I can’t have him
Then nobody will.

All
I need what I need

Kate
I need to feel his touch

All
I need I need

Kate
I need to feel his sex

All
I need to feel your sex
I need to hear your name
I need your fire
I need your breath
I need your lust
Lust!
Lust!
Lust!

Welcome to my party
Glad you stumbled in
Welcome to my party
(Baby where’s the ice?)
Who here’s up for dancin’?
Who here’s new?
Welcome to my party

(to Dolores)
Who the hell invited you?

You’re here because you love me.
Don’t I know it? Yeh I know.
You’re here because you love me
And cuz the booze is cheap
And the lowdown’s low.

Welcome to my party.
You know what I need
Queenie’s up for jazzin’
Queenie’s up for anything
Tonight!

I gotta get my engines smokin’
I need it bad and God I need it more
I needa lot of friendly strokin’
There ain’t no heaven
And there ain’t no hell
No turnin’ back
Daddy lock the door!
Welcome!

The creatures of the night
Have come here to play
We don’t need the light
And we don’t like the day
People like us
Gotta jazz till we drop
Cuz people like us
We don’t know when to stop-

I know how to party
show ya how it’s done
I’ll teach you how to party
Where the hell’s my ice?
You’ll remember this one
Queenie’s guarantee
Welcome to my party
Wanna get creamed?
Wanna get juiced?
Wanna get wild?
Follow me!
Follow me!
Follow me!