In her place, one hundred candles burning. Her salty sweat drips from her breast Her hips move and I can feel what they're sayin', swayin'... They say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya, get ya, yeah... Black lipstick stains (on her) glass of red wine I am your servant, may I light your cigarette? Those lips move, yeah I can feel what you're sayin', prayin' They say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya, get ya, yeah... I beg to serve, your wish is my law Now close those eyes and let me love you to death Shall I prove I mean what I'm sayin', beggin' I say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya, get ya, yeah... Ah Let me love you to Ah Let me love you to... Death To death... Ah Let me love you to Ah Let me love you to... Death Am I good enough... For you? Am I good enough... For you? Am I...ah... For you? Am I....ah... For you? Am I good enough For you?