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)