Darling you don't know a thing Until its hurt you I have never known a thing not a thing there's not a thing That's purely virtue Walking to confession To talk of my transgressions I got chills from a beautiful thought And music fills my head like "ba da ba ba baaa" And oh, I feel so free again Every time I fell in love I wept When the tears were salt I swept You've got to keep a tidy heart With room for art wine and culture So hang loose Darling, you don't get to bring The only bottle Mine is always good and grim thick and thin to the brim With love and not love I was in the bathroom Putting on a costume It was almost everything I wished that I could be I was in the bedroom Taking off my costume It was almost everything I worried you would see Every time I fell in love I hid I don't know why but I did You've got to keep an open heart With love for art fine and vulgar Every time I fell in love I poured Every drop I had out on the floor You've got to keep on making love Just to fill your cup so you can pour it