Kings of the Stone Age

I’m afraid you’ve caught me

with a little more

than my hands up, baby

your mouth may be too big

but the size is right

well, for me, that is

on your secret service

serving under you

keep my end up, baby

I’m a cunning linguist

bad boy with a toy

who ends up on top

you will be queen and I will be king, raw power

you will be queen and I will be king, and I’ll be your dog

Mr. Smith & Wesson

you can have your six

then we pull out, baby

you need one more lesson

there is no sense in

going off half-cocked

you will be queen and I will be king and I’ll be your dog

gimme danger, my love

you will be queen and I will be king and I’ll be your dog

things I can do with my little finger, and you know them well

shaken or stirred

well, do I look

like I give a damn?