Tongue in cheek till a hole burns out her mouth, 舌头在脸颊，直到一个洞烧坏了她的嘴，

And fingers crossed like the promise of cub scouts, 十指交叉像童子军的承诺，

And we know that the picture in her heart shaped locket, 而我们知道，图片在她的心脏形小盒，

Is far from an inanimate object. 远非一件没有生命的物体。

She's as dark as the blood pulsing under her skin, 她是作为暗下，她的皮肤血液脉动，

Still afraid of the boogey man under her bed, 还是怕boogey男人在她的床上，

And we know that the ashes in the urn was a person, 而我们知道，在瓮的骨灰是一个人，

And we never should have burned him. 我们不应该烧掉了他。

   

Shake it, shake it like you bouts to get paid, 摇了，摇它像你回合得到报酬，

Boom slaggaboom, like you gots a peg leg. 轰slaggaboom ，像你这样的全球有机纺织品标准的PEG腿。

   

I'm game, you're game; you're the main attraction, 我的游戏，你的游戏;你的主要景点，

And the way you fit your jeans it makes me ready for action. 和你适合你的牛仔裤的方式，它让我随时准备行动。

Break it down to a fraction, 把它分解为一个分数，

I'm doing decimal subtraction to find a reaction. 我做的小数减法找到一个反应。

   

This is for the C-O 3-O-3, my people, 这是对C-O 3 -O - 3 ，我的人，

We've got the music that you can't stand still to, 我们已经得到了，你不能站着不动的音乐，

And even if you don't dance, 即使你不跳舞，

I've gotta get you out and take this chance, 我一定要救你出来，并借此机会，

   

I caught her cornering the pictures in her purse, 我抓住她的转弯在她的钱包的图片，

A white reflection of the window of his hearse, 白色反射他的灵车的窗口，

And she knows not to be another wife in waiting, 而她不知道是另一个妻子在等待，

So she's just a widow that I'm dating. 所以她只是我谈恋爱寡妇。

Rolled up sleeves with a carton in it's fold, 挽起袖子用纸箱，它的褶皱，

A rusted chain with a cross that once was gold, 生锈的链带十字架曾经是黄金，

And I look from a distance as the coffin closes, 我期待从远处棺材关闭，

And disappears below the roses. 并消失在玫瑰。

   

Shake it, shake it like you bouts to get paid, 摇了，摇它像你回合得到报酬，

Boom slaggaboom, like you gots a peg leg. 轰slaggaboom ，像你这样的全球有机纺织品标准的PEG腿。

   

This is for the C-O 3-0-3, my people, 这是对C-O 3-0-3 ，我的人，

We've got the music that you can't stand still to, 我们已经得到了，你不能站着不动的音乐，

And even if you don't dance, 即使你不跳舞，

I've gotta get you out and take this chance. 我一定要救你出来，并利用这个机会。