Tori Amos — Bug a Martini

[Verse 1]
Bug a martini, send me to Moscow
Lounge and return, echo can’t hear you
And as you wander through perfume and pathways

[Chorus]
Your version: coercion
My version: elixir of quietude
Line up the dots
Music to spy to, music to die to

[Verse 2]
Spanking your lime over the crushed ice
Using the triad to countermeasure
You can’t see my face, dead letter box, please

[Chorus]
Your version: coercion
My version: elixir of quietude
Line up the dots
Music to spy to, music to die to