You can dance me into an oven anytime.
You can dance me into an oven anytime, my love.
Or waltz me around the kitchen with a knife to my neck.
Or sing into my ear with a razor at my throat.
Or just look at me and say "Sweeney's Waiting."
That'd be best of all.
Or waltz me around the kitchen with a knife to my neck.
Or sing into my ear with a razor at my throat.
Or just look at me and say "Sweeney's Waiting."
That'd be best of all.