It was a day much like any other day.
I looked out the window and the concrete was breathing its paranoia and all the members of the street.
As I walked down the hallway I have feeling that trouble would be waiting to stare me straight into the face.
I stopped by the shill who sells newspapers down on the corner asked him if he'd seen this girl named Betty and her sister.
They went to LA and they owe me ten bucks.
Betty and Elaine in the corner of the room.
So cold.
So lily white.
(Sally and Sue) It was a twisted thing.
And she wrote it on the mirror.
(Sally and Sue) It was a twisted thing.
Thats the way love is my dear.
(Sally and Sue) It was a twisted thing.
Sex and love
(Sally and Sue) It was a twisted thing.
Sex and love is...
