i am a man
smoking outside shops
waiting for wify
to finish with her tops

i dare not go in
this wicked witching place
necklace dress or bra
will melt my manly face

in mars i trust
my venus queen
you are weirdly hot
but let the earth be between

so gladly i wait
leashed to her dog
lighting my fourth
hide me in the fog

you are torture woman
why do i even stay
venus is a corrosive hell
burning down my holiday