Demolition Man - Rita Wilson

You and your dirty jeans

You got me coming apart at the seams

You better walk yourself on over to my washing machine

I’m not made of brick and stone

I’m a woman baby flesh and bone

You level me right down to the foundation of my home

Hold me together knock me

Down with a feather baby

I can hardly stand it

I’m showing those

Cracks on the surface, boy, you’re

Making me nervous

You’re my demolition man

You and your tender touch

How do you wreck me this much

One look from you and I turn to dust

Hold me together knock me

Down with a feather baby

I can hardly stand it

I’ve got those

Cracks on the surface, boy, you’re

Making me nervous

You’re my demolition man

Demolition man

Bridge

C’mon darling don’t be cruel

Show me how you use those tools

Hold me together knock me

Down with a feather baby

I can hardly stand it

I’m got those

Cracks on the surface, boy, you’re

Making me nervous

You’re my demolition man

Demolition man