[00:00.00] 作词 : Currie[00:11.25]I meet this girl with a righthand heart[00:15.51]I notice nothing until we start to kiss[00:20.25]And my hand goes beneath her dress[00:23.10]To the lefthand breast[00:27.54]Downstairs the party's going full swing[00:31.68]The people we came with haven't noticed a thing[00:36.57]As I tease the teat with my teeth[00:39.36]I feel nothing underneath[00:44.55]She puts my ear across her chest[00:49.14]Rests my head against the righthand breast[00:53.25]Sure enough her heart is there[00:56.10]Loud and clear[01:03.30]Beat, beating, beating on[01:05.07]The right side of oblivion[01:11.67]Beat, beating, beating on[01:13.47]The wrong side of her body[01:18.75]And though I know there's nothing dangerous in it[01:22.86]I'm feeling queasy, getting worse by the minute[01:26.67]Wondering how to escape this nightmare[01:30.48]When up the stair[01:34.62]Comes this boy with no heart at all[01:37.86]Him and her they make the perfect couple[01:42.06]Him so blind in his rapacity[01:45.54]That he doesn't even see it[01:53.28]Beat, beating, beating on[01:55.05]The right side of oblivion[01:59.88]Beat, beating, beating on[02:03.45]The wrong side of her body[02:07.41]And as I contemplate this mating of rapacity and sickness[02:12.24]Of which I am the fascinated, unwilling witness[02:16.29]I see he couldn't care where her heart might be[02:19.83]And I say "what the hell is wrong with me?[02:24.51]Am I just too pure and too proud?"[02:28.05]And as the bed creaks I ask myself aloud[02:32.97]"Could it be that what makes me a freak Is my contempt for freaks?"[02:40.71]I start to sweat, I feel it approach[02:44.25]Familiar self-hate, familiar self-reproach[02:48.54]And under my guard again it beats so hard[02:54.39]My righthand heart[03:01.83]Beat, beating, beating on[03:03.57]The right side of oblivion[03:10.02]Beat, beating, beating on[03:11.76]The wrong side of my body[03:19.53]Beat, beating, beating on[03:19.98]The right side of oblivion[03:26.70]Beat, beating, beating on