You were the promise at dawn,
  I was the morning after.
  You were Jesus Christ my Lord,
  I was the money lender.
  You were the sensitive woman,
  I was the very reverend Freud.
  You were the manual orgasm,
  I was the dirty little boy.
  And is this what you wanted
  to live in a house that is haunted
  by the ghost of you and me?
  
  Is this what you wanted ...
  
  You were Marlon Brando,
  I was Steve McQueen.
  You were K.Y. Jelly,
  I was Vaseline.
  You were the father of modern medicine,
  I was Mr. Clean.
  You where the whore and the beast of Babylon,
  I was Rin Tin Tin.
  
  And is this what you wanted ...
  
  And is this what you wanted ...
  
  You got old and wrinkled,
  I stayed seventeen.
  You lusted after so many,
  I lay here with one.
  You defied your solitude,
  I came through alone.
  You said you could never love me,
  I undid your gown.
  
  And is this what you wanted ...
  And is this what you wanted ...
  I mean is this what you wanted ...
  That's right, is this what you wanted ...