Previously on Dead Ringers...
I've met someone.
I didn't know that your sister...
was a twin.
Elliot, my-my sister, wouldn't have liked her.
Is it serious, w-with the actress?
I'll give you the money and then some.
Flagship birthing
and research center in Manhattan.
I lost one at 12 weeks,
one at 14, one at 16.
Aren't the Parkers pure fucking evil?
How jealous will you be when I'm in my lab and I'm growing
embryos into fetuses and fetuses into babies
and solving all the fertility issues that have ever been?
I mean, I'll visit you in jail.
Baby sister.
What's she like?
Fuck.
- ♪ It's my house ♪
♪ And I live here ♪
♪ There's a welcome mat at the door ♪
♪ And if you come on in...
You excited? Uh-huh.
- Big night. - Sure.
You okay? You're all... jumpy.
Oh, I'm fucking brilliant, thank you.
The fuck have you done?
You don't want to know, Capgras.
- ♪ Through every window ♪
♪ A little light flows ♪
♪ Books of feeling ♪
♪ On the shelf above ♪
♪ 'Cause it was built for love ♪
♪ It was built for love ♪
♪ It's my house ♪
♪ And I live here ♪
♪ It's my house ♪
♪ And I live here ♪
♪ There's a candle ♪
♪ To light the stairs ♪
♪ Where my dreams await ♪
♪ Someone to share ♪
♪ Ooh, there's music ♪
♪ On the radio ♪
♪ And good vibrations ♪
♪ Won't let me go ♪
♪ 'Cause it was built for love ♪
♪ It was built for love ♪
♪ Ooh, it's my house ♪
♪ And I live here...
Wow.
So it's going well.
Hi, Elliot.
Seems like it's going really fucking well between you guys.
Like, you're both really in this.
Uh-huh.
Cool.
I think so.
- This is incredible, Elliot. - Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
- What's it for? - Artificial wombs.
It's not really about the lambs.
Mm. Right.
Building an environment that mimics the uterus,
so we can support extremely premature babies.
I feel like...
I should be asking you about your intentions.
- My intentions? - Towards my sister.
That's very grown-up of you.
I love her, Elliot.
I intend to love her.
Can you bear that?
Ah. So you've started work already, Tom.
Uh-huh, yep.
- Straight to it. - Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Nice lab, right?
Yep, it's a great lab, Joe.
...seph.
Yeah, you're welcome. Yeah.
Yeah, you must be so relieved.
I mean, I don't know that "relieved" is the right word.
Really? It feels like exactly the right word.
I was the best candidate for the job,
I was straight up the best person...
Can we not exaggerate, Tom? You're sometimes fine.
You know, the whole FDA busting your lab
and the illegal activity, and the whole
you're technically unemployable?
That is not, that was not...
- You want to step in here? - No, thanks.
I just think that maybe we should not broadcast
that you work with Elliot, that you're here, at all.
We should maybe keep that as, like, a special secret
- between us, you know? Mm-hmm.
Take it to our collective grave?
- Forever and ever, amen. - Mm.
- Okay.
Yes!
Changing the way women birth forever!
- Fucking dick bunch. - As in?
Like a fucking bunch of dicks.
Like a bouquet of penises? That's quite beautiful, Tom.
I'm calling him an asshole, Elliot.
Wow.
A Mantle experiencing human emotions.
Who knew?
I'm not looking, Beverly.
You're twitchy.
You have secrets.
Do you want to know them?
That was a good night, right?
Are you pumped?
It was ridiculous and embarrassing.
Oh, you're ridiculous and embarrassing.
Are you bored yet?
Do you want me to get you something shiny and new?
What's so good?
You know, it's not fair to keep her all to yourself.
You haven't had her unless I've had her.
I mean, I've almost...
Oh, sweet.
Hmm.
Oh, today is gonna be the most full-on day of your lives.
- Yes. - Do you feel so manly when you say that?
Everything has been leading up to this.
We are ready to go.
- Yeah.
When you practiced this in front of a mirror,
were you completely naked
or just topless?
Beverly, you have guests all day.
- You're back-to-back... - Oh. - Perfect.
We're sticking with the guests thing?
Well, they're not sick.
They're women having babies.
I love it.
It tested really well.
Now, the board and trustees will be observing all week, okay?
So, of course, our priority is
always to the women, to the guests.
- Yes. - Except it's fucking not.
But we really want to be forward-facing,
- conscious of our audience. - In case they change their minds?
To be respectful to all they have given.
It's just a couple of days.
Now, my team and I are here to support you.
Anything you need,
you just shout.
Anything.
Embryology!
Welcome to the Embryology Floor.
On the screens, you can see the embryos at each stage,
all the way up to the 14-day limit.
At the final stage allowed to take place in the lab,
cells have already begun to differentiate into
the ectoderm, endoderm and mesoderm,
which will develop into
different structures in the body.
Light, luxury, safety.
We're cocooned in this space,
held in this space,
as one organism, one being.
When you step into the Mantle Parker Center,
you feel both part of something
but also that your individuality will be cherished.
...miscarriage factors, causes, treatment
and plans for future research and drug trials.
We're looking at parental chromosomal abnormalities,
at autoantibodies, at NK cells,
abnormal HLA-G expression,
thrombophilia-- both hereditary and acquired--
at sperm DNA fragmentation
and hCG gene polymorphisms.
We're studying the impact of prednisone, heparin,
levothyroxine, hormone modulators and IVIg.
We use the gene-editing tool CRISPR-Cas9
specifically in our research into a transcription factor
known as TFAP2C and chromatin.
We check every guest's blood samples for iron levels,
a personalized vitamin D and C profile,
and work with nutritionists to make our guests
the perfect juice, lunch, meal...
bespoke to their needs.
But if you want champagne and lobster
when that baby's out,
we won't be judging.
Stacy is 24.
And has made a really smart decision to safeguard her health
and her future in a way that will soon
be the norm for women worldwide.
We're going to use keyhole surgery
to remove a small section of ovarian tissue,
which we will then slice up and freeze.
When Stacy is on the precipice
of the menopause, her frozen ovarian tissue
will be thawed out and grafted back into her body,
probably somewhere like her armpit,
which has a good blood supply,
thus restoring her declining sex hormones
and delaying the menopause for potentially 20 years.
Because Stacy has come to us at such a young age,
we're able to build her an entirely bespoke package
of longevity healthcare.
Whatever decisions Stacy makes in her life,
we will be able to adapt our care, our research,
to ensure that Stacy's body
is able to keep up with her.
Thank you. Do we have any questions?
Yes?
What about women already on the precipice of menopause?
Oh, that's a great question.
If a woman had ovarian tissue removed
in her early 40s, I would be able to delay
the onset by five years.
That doesn't seem fair.
Well, no.
I've only been here five minutes and, uh,
patriarchy's a fucking bitch.
Any other questions?
What happens if you put that 24-year-old's
tissue straight in me?
That's just one of the many ideas
I'm interested in exploring.
We'll just let you have some time, all right?
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
Uh, Dr. Mantle, your next guest is...
Um, give, give me one minute.
Welcome to the Mantle...
Blood on your fucking hands!
Rebecca Parker is a murderer!
You all right?
Security!
I wouldn't worry about it.
- Right. It's the same group.
And they do the same fucking thing
anywhere they happen to see my name.
- Okay. - Art galleries, tech companies.
Our offices get hit on a monthly basis.
They're really into the animal heart thing at the moment.
It's-it's like a Pavlov's dog thing, Beverly,
but for, like, kindergarten.
It's like, see the name Parker, throw the pig heart, you know?
Sure.
I want to say it's boring, but at the same time,
I guess I admire their commitment.
Oh, sure. It's, uh, fantastic.
It's really wonderful to be pelted with organs
by a young woman with morals in a space
where I'm trying to provide care,
and then watch that woman be body-slammed by overzealous
security I did not approve. It's fucking fantastic.
Would you rather she kept going?
Got to the birthing suite,
slammed some cow lungs
up some vaginas?
Rubbed some eyeballs on some babies?
Not the babies.
None of this feels good, Rebecca.
And that's what's important.
What feels good to Beverly.
I don't think you're as much
of a fucktard as you sometimes give the impression of.
You understand that she can afford her idealism?
That she lives with her mom and her dad in a nice apartment
in the city and that she took a class at school on capitalism
and one on socialism and one on philanthropy.
She has friends, she can afford food.
That sometimes she makes a choice that maybe
she shouldn't in order to have something nice in her life.
Watermelon out of season or an Uber if it's late,
and she feels unsafe and she wants to get home,
despite the fact that she fundamentally disagrees
with the company's politics and that's fine.
We all do that, right?
We all do cost-benefit
all the fucking time
and we don't dissect every move because
it's exhausting and punishing
and false.
The fact that they come and do this, throw shit
and call me a murderer and pretend
they live in a different world with different structures
means that they can occasionally
make those bad choices and not dwell on them and that's fine.
I don't mind that.
It's the system, and I'm happy to play my part
so the world continues to turn on its axis.
None of them have any plan, any alternative.
They would shit their pants if you asked them
to come good on a plan.
They're quite happy mindlessly throwing organs
at me and patting themselves on the back.
So I guess my question to you is:
when are you gonna shut the fuck up
and do your job, Beverly?
Because frankly, I'm fucking bored.
She's right.
- Thanks. - It's working, Beverly.
"I want to change the way that women birth forever."
- All right. - For six fucking years.
- Okay. - Fuck that, more than that, forever, actually,
for your whole weird, glorious little life,
- and then it doesn't feel good immediately... - No, that isn't how it...
You got your Barbie birthing dream house
and you're having a fucking tantrum.
Could you stop pummeling me, just for a second?
It just d-doesn't feel h...
...how I thought it would feel and...
I'm struggling.
Hi.
I thought I'd pick up my personalized juice before I go.
How is it?
Delicious.
Is it gonna stop me from having miscarriages?
This is my sister, Dr. Mantle.
She, she works in the research center.
What are you researching?
Miscarriages?
Mm-hmm.
Want a guinea pig?
Why don't you make an appointment?
Hello.
Okay.
How are you feeling?
Can I get you onto the bed?
- I just need to do a quick internal... - No.
Thank you.
I need to check on the baby's heart rate.
I can do an initial check with a doppler
just on your, just on your belly.
I'll be as quick as I can.
Mm-mm.
Can you leave us, please?
Can you apply the gel for me?
Place the doppler...
...below your belly button, near your pubic bone.
And just move it...
very slowly up your abdomen.
Okay, good.
Can I get you anything?
No.
Would you like to be seen by another doctor?
Somebody else?
No, just you.
I'm gonna go eat somewhere fancy.
I want to eat a fucking swan.
- Ceviched.
Get up to my tits in champagne.
You should.
- We should. - You deserve it.
We do.
Where is worthy of us tonight?
Where do you think we can get that?
I have this thing.
Thing?
Uh, Genevieve's show finished shooting
and there's this wrap party...
thing.
Oh.
Okay.
You can come if you want.
Do you want me to come?
I'm shit at parties.
I could go as you.
A better me?
I'm a better everyone.
Wait, Beverly, how did you and Genevieve even meet?
- Oh, yeah, Genevieve won't spill. - Yes, how did you?
- Oh, that's awful. - Oh, is that even legal?
Oh, my God!
- Oh, my God. - Wait...
I'm saying nothing.
You saw her vagina and then you fell in love.
I am booking my smear tomorrow, what the fuck?
No, no, it wasn't, was it?
I mean it, it definitely...
Must be intense dating a twin.
Oh, is that what she says?
I think Genevieve's amazing.
Do you?
I've always got the impression
that you found her a little boring.
That I could do so much better.
That maybe you just wish I'd fucking
break up with her already.
No, I think she's amazing.
I think she's the best thing that's ever happened to you.
There you are.
- Oh, no, no, no. - Oh, no! The other one!
That's hilarious!
No, she was like, "I just know.
- Okay? I always just know." - Busted.
Hey, babe.
Hey.
Could you maybe dial it back
with the fucking twin-swapping, Elliot?
Okay.
Like, it's very funny
and you're very clever,
but could you maybe not ambush me with it
at my own wrap party?
You know, you don't have to come with us.
We're going to deliver a baby.
I'm not sure how you'll be of any help.
I want to be with Beverly.
Yeah. I know.
But, like, all the time?
Okay, that's good.
That's good, keep breathing.
No, no, no, no, no, no!
You're safe. You're safe. You're safe.
You're safe.
You can deliver her.
We won't touch you, Zhu Ye.
You're in control.
Thank you.
We're sending your blood to our lab.
Please wait five minutes for your personalized
nutrition and health plan.
Hmm.
Good, this is good, Zhu Ye.
We're gonna push down now, okay?
Baby's nearly here.
This is great, Zhu Ye.
Push down now.
Baby's nearly here.
Good, this is good, Zhu Ye.
Baby's head is crowning, put your hands
on her head, you can catch her.
Okay, you did it.
- You did it, you did it. - Congratulations,
she's perfect.
- Oh.
Okay. Okay.
She's here.
- Okay, okay.
You did it.
You were incredible.
Thank you. Thank you.
You did it.
Oh, oh, oh.
Oh...
Congratulations, she's... perfect.
She's perfect.
Oh.
Okay.
Oh! Well, that's, uh...
Sammy.
Baby brother.
He comes here when he's had his heart broken.
Sammy.
I think we should have a baby.
I'm really serious.
That's not funny.
Good.
I want to put a baby in you.
I want to drink a bottle of wine.
And I want to fuck you with no condom on.
I want to be reckless because I love you.
And this is it, Beverly.
I know.
This is it.
Oh, man.
It's gonna be fine.
- You're gonna be good.
Just hurts today.
You look really fuckin' happy.
I am.
What?
What you looking at?
Can I get you anything else, Elliot?
Greta, what are you doing?
Genevieve sent me a message.
Finish the sentence, Greta.
That's not the end of the fucking sentence, is it?
- Elliot... - Greta, what are you doing?
Why are you putting clothes in a bag?
Get there faster, please.
She wanted to check Beverly's schedule.
She's got a surprise.
Something about upstate for the weekend.
Are you done?
Oh, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on.
Elly. - Hey!
Hi, Beverly. Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi.
I've been thinking about yesterday.
About how stressed you've been.
You know, about how difficult it's been and...
you've never been good at just allowing yourself
to have the things you want.
You need.
And now you do.
You have it.
Everything you wanted.
The birthing center.
And...
and you have me.
And I think if you just allow it to be good...
...then maybe it will be.
I think you're right.
I think this place could be incredible, Elliot.
I-I just need to get over myself
and allow myself to be happy.
Okay, yes.
Well, great. Well done, me.
I mean, you're right. I have everything I want.
The center, you, Genevieve.
Okay. Is it like... done yet?
Are we, are we done with that yet?
Um...
what about the baby thing?
Why don't we try that again?
Might as well.
Cleared you out. Because maybe
that's the missing thing.
Not Genevieve, the-the baby thing.
The thing that you've wanted forever.
Not the thing that just fucking arrived.
I don't want to do the baby thing anymore.
Not that way.
What does that mean?
Not-not what... what way?
Nothing, I...
It's not been working.
Maybe it's not meant to.
I love her, Elliot.
Okay, well... okay. Let's...
really talk that out. Let's make a plan.
Let's spend this weekend really figuring
that out.
I can't.
Why not?
Elly...
This is really sweet.
I cleared it with everyone.
Joseph, Greta,
the team of people you've just acquired.
I did not check it with her, no.
- Because that would be insane, Beverly. - Uh-huh.
It's two nights.
I've promised Joseph to have you back for a cesarean
at 6:00 a.m. on Monday.
- She's finding this hard. - That's a problem.
We've literally never been in different cities.
That's a fucking problem.
I-I'm not disagreeing.
It's two nights.
This is fucking...
Elliot?
- Hey. - Hey.
You're gonna be fine, right?
Your sister is worrying, but you're gonna be fine.
It's two nights. This really sweet place,
saltwater pool, nice food.
Then I'll have her straight back to you.
Are you going to fuck her in the saltwater pool?
- Fucking hell. - Are you?
- Elliot... - Elliot, no, okay, no.
No, you're not going to fuck my sister in the saltwater pool?
This is not appropriate.
This is not healthy.
You cannot have everything
in your sister's life, okay?
You certainly can't have this, okay?
This is a relationship between me and Beverly.
Not you. Okay?
Are you ready?
I need you not to go.
Elliot.
- No, you're doing great.
Thank you, that means a lot coming from you.
Thanks.
- Deena? - Mm-hmm.
Isn't it?
I think I remember in your interview, you talking
about what an incredible opportunity this job was.
- Yeah, absolutely... - I don't think I realized
it was about the opportunity to get on that crusty dick.
- Uh, I... - Elliot?
Do you mean "Dr. Mantle"?
Dr. Mantle...
Speaking of your crusty dick, could I borrow it, please?
You don't mind, do you?
Dr. Mantle, if I have appeared unprofessional...
You graduated first in your class at Stanford, didn't you?
I-I did.
He has five kids.
And his wife is miserable. Raise your standards.
- I don't, uh... - I actually really don't give a fuck.
This is your journey.
Tom, could you move 100% faster?
Is...
is the blindfold
fully necessary, Elliot?
It's for your own protection.
Why, you have dead bodies in here?
Oh, stop asking questions.
You would shit your pants
if you could see what I was doing in here
and I have no current need
- for your fecal matter.
Why must I be involved in your ne-fucking-farious activity?
No, it's not really got anything to do with you, Tom.
- Elliot. - Fucking...
produce.
Okay.
Would you like to come back to mine?
Yes.
Yes, hard yes,
- please, to that. - Mm.
Should we take everybody with us?
Let's have a fucking party.
- Oh! - What's up?
Uh, uh,
can we try something?
Yes, ma'am.
Okay, come with me.
You are incredible.
Can you not talk?
Sorry, it's not gonna work for me if you talk.
- Okay. - Yeah.
Oh, fuck me!
Fuck me. Fuck.
Oh, fuck me.
Yeah.
Sorry.
Nope. Not working.
Uh...
What...?
Are you fucking with me?
No, you seem nice, it's fine.
It's just, it's not happening.
Yeah, I think I just need something else right now.
A drink or... I don't know.
What?
- ♪ Not that kid anymore ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm not that kid ♪
Fuck off.
♪ Same feeling, different city ♪
♪ I kept the boxes with my old T-shirts ♪
♪ Yeah, I swear, they still fit ♪
♪ One record at a time ♪
♪ I rip 'em off the wall ♪
♪ Don't need them anymore but I'm still holding on ♪
♪ A little too hard ♪
♪ So sentimental, let it all go down the drain ♪
♪ Nostalgia knows me well ♪
♪ Nostalgia knows me...
Free clothes!
♪ I don't wanna regret it, no...
Aah!
The fuck you doing,
you fucking psycho bitch?!
Hey.
The fuck you think you're doing, Two-face?
Did I hit you? - Could've.
So I didn't hit you?
You can't just do shit like that. - Shit like what?
Crazy shit, crazy, "do whatever the fuck you like" shit.
Can't I?
I usually can.
I usually get exactly what I want, whenever I want.
I apologize.
Not good enough.
Don't fucking smile at me.
Whoa. Man...
Whoa. Whoa.
We can just do this.
If you're up here,
all good.
- No rules.
Nothing matters.
- Nothing has value. Yeah.
Fuck it all.
- If you like. - What if I smashed this place up?
What if I fucked up your home?
Are you saying that I dropped a...
a plant pot on your home?
I-Is that alleyway your home?
That's sad, I'm sorry.
Smash up my home if it would make you feel better.
Oh...
no, that's my mummy and daddy.
That looked fun.
Oh, go on. I dare you.
- Your drugs are shit. - Well, fuck you.
- Where'd you get 'em? - Delivery.
- They're shit. - I apologize.
Aren't you a doctor? Can't you get good shit?
Well, I like these, I think these are delicious.
- No, you don't. - Yes, I do, they're moreish.
They're dry. You stuff your face
and you still want to smash your place up.
These aren't touching the sides.
Oh, that's because I'm sad.
- Aw. - I'm really sad, Skinny.
- Don't do that. - What?
Give me a nickname. Who the fuck are you?
Two-Face and Skinny.
Think you're fucking gangster?
I am fucking gangster.
Say that down there and you'll get slashed.
- Big talk. - Simmer down.
You're like a beautiful alien.
Shit, shit delivery drugs.
Skinny, skinny old lady alien.
Why are you sad?
- Everyone's sad. - I'm not sad.
- Well, you should be. - Ha.
You should be depressed.
- Your life fucking blows. - Ha!
- This is deep. - You feel it, too?
Oh, this connection is profound, old lady.
Where's the other face?
- You need stitches. - Then stitch.
- Oh, where to fucking begin. - What are you saying?
Your whole body needs putting back together.
I blew her up.
Oh, was it worth it?
More than you could know.
When this...
is as good as you think it gets...
...you haven't got a fucking clue.
- It's so good.
Best fuck. Best drink.
Best grind. Best birth.
Best nipple suck.
Best steak. Best kiss. Best sweat.
Best legs wrapped around each other midnight connection.
Nothing comes close, Two-face.
Where's your sister?
Not here.
- Ha. - Not fucking here, Skinny.
- So you smashed her shit up. - So I smashed her shit up.
- So you killed her. - So I could fucking kill her.
Maybe that's why you like your sandpit play school drugs.
She is MIA, fuckheads!
Every experience, every high
is half a fucking high.
- Try double, you dick. - Every time you look at her,
air gets punched out of your lungs, man.
Depleting junkie parasitic
slow death, man, having a twin.
No, it's double, it's double.
It's everything she gets, I get.
Where is she now?
Oh, fucking some actress in a saltwater pool.
And you're getting some of that saltwater cunt?
Double, it's double, it's double good.
You're full of shit.
It's half!
It's like constant multiple division.
You're barely fucking here.
- No, I'm here. She's here. - She's not here.
She's there and you're barely fucking here
because of it. It's a tragedy.
- Shut up. - It's Shakespeare.
- No, I'm here. - It's Chekhov.
- I'm here. - It's some other dead white writer.
- I'm fucking here! - You're barely here.
I can barely fucking see you.
You've been erased into double negativity.
That's very good, actually.
Good job, me. And then she's out there.
She's found elsewhere and you...
What do you do? Disintegrate.
You'll divide and she'll multiply till she's whole
and one and you'll quarter.
And she's happy and you're gone.
And she's living, fucking saltwater cunt
till she's a warm, warm ache,
good drugs and you're nothing.
You're fucking nothing.
Oh, Jesus.
Oh, God.
Oh, no. Oh, fuck!
Fuck.
Oh, fuck. Fuck.
Where the fuck are you? Agnes!
Oh, fuck!
Oh. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Agnes! Where the fuck are you?
Fuck. Oh, Jesus.
- Fuck. Fuck! Miss?
- Fuck! - You okay?
Agnes!
Where the fuck are you?
- Big night? - Very.
Lots of babies. Very, very, very busy.
See you around.
No.
It didn't happen, it didn't happen.
It didn't happen, it's not real.
She's not real.
Elly?
Beverly, come home. I don't know what happened.
Please help me. Please help me.
I'm sorry I left.
Greta's made breakfast.
Good morning.
♪ She's a super freak, super freak ♪
♪ She's super-freaky, yow ♪
♪ Everybody sing ♪
♪ She's a very kinky girl ♪
♪ The kind you don't take home to Mother ♪
♪ She will never let your spirits down ♪
♪ Once you get her off the street, ow, girl ♪
♪ She likes the boys in the band ♪
♪ She says that I'm her all-time favorite ♪
♪ When I make my move to her room, it's the right time ♪
♪ She's never hard to please, oh, no ♪
♪ That girl is pretty wild now ♪
♪ The girl's a super freak ♪
♪ The kind of girl you read about ♪
♪ In new-wave magazines ♪
♪ That girl is pretty kinky ♪
♪ The girl's a super freak ♪
♪ I really love to taste her ♪
♪ Every time we meet ♪
♪ She's all right, she's all right ♪
♪ That girl's all right with me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey! ♪
♪ She's a super freak, super freak ♪
♪ She's super-freaky, yow ♪
♪ Everybody sing ♪
♪ Super freak, super freak ♪
♪ She's a very special girl ♪
♪ The kind of girl you want to know ♪
♪ From her head down to her toenails ♪
♪ Down to her feet, yeah ♪
♪ And she'll wait for me at backstage ♪
♪ With her girlfriends ♪
♪ In a limousine ♪
♪ Going back in Chinatown ♪
♪ Three's not a crowd to her, she says ♪
♪ Ménage à trois, we all love ♪
♪ "Room 714, I'll be waiting" ♪
♪ When I get there she's got incense, wine and candles ♪
♪ It's such a freaky scene ♪
♪ That girl is pretty kinky ♪
♪ The girl's a super freak ♪
♪ The kind of girl you read about ♪
♪ In new-wave magazines ♪
♪ That girl is pretty wild now ♪
♪ The girl's a super freak ♪
♪ I really like to taste her ♪
♪ Every time we meet ♪
♪ She's all right, she's all right ♪
♪ That girl's all right with me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey! ♪
♪ Oh, girl ♪
♪ Oh, girl ♪♪