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)