One velvet submarine
Shoots across the scene as I leave
One bizarre city dream
Lingers here inside of me

Still ink from your hands
Still lust and demands

Pretty face, you don’t have to woo me
Just admit that you want me, you want me
Pretty face, I can tell from the look in your eyes
That you got a hungry appetite

One custom armchair
Worn to the nub, that’s me now, oh
You know I’m different now
I’m rippled somehow, oh

There’s still ink from your hands, on me
Still lust and demands

Oh, pretty face, you don’t have to woo me
Just admit that you want me, you want me
Pretty face, I can tell from the look in your eyes
That you got a hungry appetite, oh

One velvet submarine
Shoots across the scene as I leave

Oh, pretty face, you don’t have to woo me
Just admit that you want me, you want me
Pretty face, I can tell from the look in your eyes
That you got a hungry appetite, oh