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