(Willcox/Darlow) I'll you well, be your western girl Tailored, silent, the and the pearl Soft young flesh, so mean He's shackled my ankles, his burn my waist you chase me, I fall and graze my face Blood flakes pancake, leaves a tattoo My in the mirror is branded by you remain so you suffer the of my pain Makasete Watashini I'll serve you well, be your girl You must do as you judgement, I kneel before you Your pleasure, my I'll you well, I'm only here to please If you me chained to the bed tonight When you've finished, on the light The are so cold, I miss the soft sheets love you so dearly, I'll never Makasete Watashini I'll serve you well, be western girl You must do as you Pass judgement, I kneel you pleasure, my punishment I'll you well, I'm only here to please Dressed to kill, serve you well Keep my voice to a Never my eyes, avoid your glare Tread so lightly, I'll only be When you me to be If the need arises, you must me If I'm slow, you're intolerant, you do as you If you want me at table, i'll kiss your feet Prepare feast, I'll do anything to please all because you love me, you want me to learn My eyes are your eyes, when others take their when you wash me, in your eyes I can tell The tables have and you serve me well Watashini Watashini pray before you on my (I'll you well) before you on my knees (I'll be your girl) pray you on my knees (I'll you well) pray before you on my (I'll be your girl) pray you on my knees (I'll you well) before you on my knees pray before you on my pray you on my knees Toyah - verbals Peter Van - drums Simon - keyboards Joji Hirota - Willcox - backing vocals Linda Taylor - vocals