Jaded 
You're my victorian machinery 
Leave yourself to lie 
Later 
Your tender shape is pinning like the scenery 
Ride you like a bike 

You be the sailing baby, I'll be the rudder 
We could make it all in 
'Till it turns into butter 
I saw your face 
A seminal pleasure, I will love you forever 
When I heeded your call in every heavy endeavour 
I'll keep your place 

Jaded 
Coming down the mouth, you're like a buffalo 
in your eyes 
Crazy 
But then again, I'll cook you like your you know 
Makes up for her size 

You be the sailing baby, I'll be the rudder 
We could make it all in 
'Till it turns into butter 
I saw your face 
A seminal pleasure, I will feel you forever 
When I heeded your call in every heavy endeavour 
I'll keep your place 
Be yourself 
When I
You be the shark (shack) 
and baby I'll be the desert 
There is nothing to like 
when (or "and") there is nothing to measure 
it's all our space 
whoooooooooooooooh 

You are my victorian machinery 
nah nah nah nah nah 
Jaded
Make a fist and knock me on the mood again 
Leave yourself to lie 
Later 
Make me feel like I want more than you again 
Rock me like the vibe 
Crazy 
Sing along just like they do in Budapest 
on the rise 

You be the shark (shack) 
and baby I'll be the desert 
There is nothing to like 
when there is nothing to measure 
it's all our space