Martina Sorbara - Better Man

He said 'take off your clothes for me
I've got a dirty fantasy
Your body's generosity
Could really be of use to meNaturally I said, 'certianly
He said 'I've got some time
If you don't mind
To close your eyes
And be robbed blind
I'm in a bind, you'd be so kindHis words were sweet and silver-lined
I said 'fine,' well how can I decline

And he's told me I'm efficient
Conveniently complacent
He told me that I got the job done
He said I best do all that I can
To make him a better man
And make him a better man
When he's gone
Better when he's gone