| We went for a ride just the other night |
| And the Bunny asked me if I could tie her up tight |
| And the Bunny said a rope on her wrist felt good |
| And she looked funnily, and I understood |
| That the Bunny’s going wild this time, but a little |
| Lust all over and the Bunny’s in the middle |
| Her nose is getting wet just to smell what’s coming |
| She’s at the gate, she’s there and she’s knocking |
| Lust all over and the Bunny’s in the middle |
| A bitchy little smile, a blink and a jiggle |
| And I shake my head: she’s gonna end up dead… |
| Pushing it to the end she wants to have it all up |
| With not a minute to miss, not a second to drop |
| And she’s licking in my ear, shifting the gear |
| Yeah she needs some pain before I let her out of here |
| So I go: «Bunny watch out for the best of thrills» |
| And I think she knows now: passion kills… |
| Lust all over and the Bunny’s in the middle |
| We’re heading to the light and we’re getting fried |
| But we ride |