Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Maid for Pleasure , by - The Damned. Song from the album So, Who's Paranoid?, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 03.06.2015
Record label: Four Worlds Media
Song language: English
Maid for Pleasure |
| High heels and a pretty bow get the job done nightly |
| The apron hides a tortured soul as she cleans the place up nicely |
| Tonight it’s an ironing board and boots to shine up brightly |
| Hard work and she pays the price to her mistress and quite rightly |
| And she cleans and she scrubs |
| And it never does seem to be enough |
| Watch her on her knees |
| Begging please, please, please, please |
| Maid for pleasure |
| Made for discipline |
| Maid for pleasure |
| She don’t want to see him anymore |
| She don’t want to be him anymore |
| Hard pressed with a list of chores — can’t go any faster |
| Slack off and she’ll soon be sore, so says her lady-master |
| High-flyer in a different world, but here’s she’s known as Martha |
| Cross-dresser in a uniform and happy ever after |
| And she cleans and she scrubs |
| And it never does seem to be enough |
| Watch her on her knees |
| Begging please, please, please, please |
| Maid for pleasure |
| Made for discipline |
| Maid for pleasure |
| She don’t want to see him anymore |
| She don’t want to be him anymore |
| And she cleans, and she scrubs |
| And it never does seem to be enough |
| Watch her on her knees |
| Begging please, please, please, please |
| Maid for pleasure |
| Made for discipline |