Lyrics:

[Originally performed by Elvis Costello] I've been on tender-hooks ending in dirty looks Listening to the muzak, thinking 'bout this 'n' that She says that's that, I don't wanna chitter chat Turn it down a little bit or turn it down flat Pump it up when you don't really need it Pump it up until you can feel it Down in the pleasure center, hell bent or heaven sent Listen to the propaganda, listen to the latest slander There's nothing under hand that she wouldn't understand Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it She's been a bad girl, she's like a chemical Though you try to stop it, she's like a narcotic You wanna torture her, you wanna talk to her All the things you bought for her, could not get her temperature Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it Out in the fashion show, down in the bargain bin You put your passion out under the pressure pin Fall into submission, hit and run transmission No use wishing now for any other sin Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it