She's under-age and she's underweight
And she's one month hooked and she's two months late.
She comes from Wyoming and he named her Desiree.
She hit New York like a farm-fresh egg
Hits a frying pan. She's too proud to beg
So she works on the sidewalk; he administrates her pay.
She calls him Swagger 'cause of his hat.
He adpoted her in three seconds flat
By the bus station doorway where he found her half-
alive.
He is her family, and in return,
He beats up on her and takes all she can earn
And she needs him so badly, losing him she'd never
survive.
Him and her,
Me and you,
We do it to each other whatever we do.
Hand in hand,
Arm in arm,
It's always been the two of us doin' us harm.
It's the same deal every time:
We're all of us partners in crime.
She is a buyer for Bloomingdale's,
He's division head of commercial sales.
They met at the office - odds we one to one they'd
meet.
Work is the great aphrodisiac,
It's that nine-to-five gets 'em in the sack:
Afernoons at the office, evenings at the health
retreat.
And all day long he just balls her out
Bout some shipment due on the air freight route,
But when they leave the office, guess who gets the
upper hand?
She's into power, he's into pain,
And beneath her heel, he will long remain
And he needs her so badly, loves it when she takes
command
Him and her,
Me and you,
We do it to each other whatever we do.
Hand in hand,
Arm in arm,
It's always been the two of us doin' us harm.
It's the same deal every time:
We're all of us partners in crime.
If there's a heaven, if there's a hell,
It's made up of those who we love so well,
And we make hell or heaven as we do when we're alive.
Two people meet and they fix their deal
And they get what they deserve and they want they way
they feel
And we need love so badly, losing it we'd never
survive.
Him and her,
Me and you,
We do it to each other whatever we do.
Hand in hand,
Arm in arm,
It's always been the two of us doin' us harm.
It's the same deal every time:
We're all of us partners in crime.