Lyrics:

(ian hunter)Vestal virginia - ain't got a bad thought in ya - you're a bastardMean as a killer - instinct that's wit
hin ya - you're a bastard.Laughs like a drain and it messes up my brainCos you know i like the pain of never knowingSpace co
w i'll chew the bad blood running through yaKiss you as you hit the floor 'cos you don't even know that you're a bastardTher
e's a crisis in the kitchenBut that don't stop you bitchin' - you're a bastardYou got that yellowjacket touch,With the sting
s that hurt so much - you're such a bastardFlirting in the shadows, aiming all those little arrows,You're as shallow as the g
allows you got me in to. (yeah)Voodoo dolls gonna line the room, handcuffs glinting in the gloom,One day you'll find that hid
den door, inside everyone screams that you're a bastard.(you're such a)You twist me til i'm lame, then you spin the coin
again - you're such a bastardYou're so naturally perverse, you ain't even gotta rehearse -you're such a bastardFly like a wit
ch, without running in some pitchWhy don't you break the switch that takes me overMy prison is your brain, your prisoner's in
saneForgot all the keys, you can break the chainsBut you don't even take the blame you bastard.(bastard, bastard) i'm enjoy
ing that lately, you know just the beginnings(bastard)The agony and the ecstacy meeting at the middle of my mouthThe agony
and the ecstacy can't spit it out.Sometimes on a rainy day i draw you.Hope for....love.