Skin Trade

[Verse 1] Working on the weekend, baby She's working all through the night A jump into the deep end gave her The evidence she required Takes five; she's got pearls Don't fake it when it comes to making money So she smiles. But that's cruel If you know what she thinks If you knew what she was after Sometimes she wonders And she laughs in her frustration [Chorus] Would someone please explain The reason for this strange behavior In exploitation's name We must be working for the Skin Trade [Verse 2] Doctors of the revolution gave us The medicine we desired Besides being absolutely painless It's a question of compromise They got steel So cool to get angry at the weekend And go back to school So big deal; it's what rule When it comes to making money Say yes, please; thank you Sometimes you wonder, and ask yourself the question [Chorus][x2]