I know you slipped off your party frock
For that dancer you know from Camden Lock
Were you thinking of me as you reached for his cock?
I'm not angry though, I just wanna know
I heard you mislaid your chemise
In the hotel room Of that DJ from Los Angeles
Did you pretend it was me crawling between your knees?
I'm not angry though, I just wanna know
You've gotta talk me through it, baby, blow by blow
Take it nice and slow, I just wanna know