Big Time Sister

They're unlocking the doors to Wormwood Scrubs

Take heed

The Warden's office has become a chapel of love

But hey

You're cutting the cake a little bit fine this time, sister

Is it love? Is it lust?

Have you found the man you trust this time, sister?

If I could suspend your wish for wedded bliss

But you're on a mission

Big time tradition

But come a little closer and breathe a little love

Into this tortured soul

Let's consummate

It's never too late

We've got ten years to uphold

Feel no pride

Feel no shame

Cast no doubt

Nor no blame this time, sister

When you walk into the house

Try to keep your eyes on your spouse

To be or not be

Is it love? Is it lust?

Have you found the man you trust this time, sister?

If I could suspend your wish for wedded bliss

But you're on a mission

Big time tradition

Time to go our separate ways

And I'll just sit at home and I'll count the days

Because love, it really means nothing to me

And sex, it really is a messy business

Big time, sister