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