And if you wed another, I would have to kill you
Both in bed my lover I would rather
See you dead and under covers so then in front of the world
And exposing for all others, skin in which I curled

I would be your Indian lover
I would be your Indian lover
I would be your Indian lover boy
Feel my joy

And if you touch a man then you can fully expect
I will abort my plan to woe you so cir***spect
I'll cross the gates of hell and sell what is left then of my soul
And in exchange, I'll lay away my dying role

I would be your Indian lover
I would be your Indian lover
I would be your Indian lover boy
Feel my joy

Aesthetic discipline and caked in mud
I would go down in the river wading in, controlling the flow
Not eatin' a s***ch of meat, nowhere, no leather on my back
Until I knew which one was better, the love or the lacking

If you go at last and leave me here
I will slowly run the gas into the invisible and ********* the match
I'll strike one mortal final blow for every fool dispatched
I'll retire in my burning inferno

I would be your Indian lover
I would be your Indian lover
I would be your Indian lover boy
Feel my joy

I'd be your Indian lover
I would be your Indian lover
I would be your Indian lover boy
Feel my joy