(Willcox/Darlow) I'll you well, be your western girl Tailored, silent, the oyster and the young flesh, master's so mean He's shackled my ankles, his ropes my waist When you chase me, I and graze my face Blood flakes like pancake, a tattoo My image in the mirror is by you remain so you suffer the of my pain Makasete Watashini I'll serve you well, be your girl You do as you please Pass judgement, I kneel you Your pleasure, my serve you well, I'm only here to please If you leave me to the bed tonight you've finished, leave on the light The boards are so cold, I miss the soft you so dearly, I'll never leave Watashini Watashini I'll you well, be your western girl You must do as you Pass judgement, I before you pleasure, my punishment I'll serve you well, I'm only to please Dressed to kill, serve you well Keep my voice to a Never raise my eyes, avoid glare Tread so lightly, only be there you want 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 your table, i'll your feet Prepare your feast, I'll do to please It's all because you love me, you me to learn My eyes are eyes, when others take their turn Then when you me, in your eyes I can tell The tables have turned and you serve me Watashini Makasete pray before you on my (I'll you well) pray you on my knees (I'll be your girl) before you on my knees (I'll you well) pray you on my knees (I'll be your girl) pray you on my knees (I'll you well) pray before you on my pray before you on my before you on my knees Toyah Willcox - Peter Van Hooke - Darlow - keyboards Joji - percussion Toyah Willcox - backing Taylor - backing vocals