Theres a smart young woman on a light blue screen

Who comes into my house every night

And she takes all the red yellow orange and green

And she turns them into black and white

But you tease and you flirt

And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt

You can please yourself but somebodys gonna get it

Better cut off all identifying labels

Before they put you on the torture table

Cause somewhere in the quisling clinic

Theres a shorthand typist taking seconds over minutes

Shes listening in to the venus line

Shes picking out names

I hope none of them are mine

But you tease and you flirt

Never said I was a stool pigeon

I never said I was a diplomat

Everybody is under suspicion

But you dont wanna hear about that

Cause you tease and you flirt

Better send a begging letter to the big investigation

Who put these fingerprints on my imagination

You tease and you flirt

You can please yourself but somebodys gonna get it

You can please yourself but somebodys gonna get it