Got Me Under Pressure

[Verse 1]
She likes wearin' lipstick, she likes French cuisine
But she won't let me use my passion unless it's in a limousine

[Chorus]
She got me under pressure
She's got me under pressure

[Verse 2]
She likes the art museum, she don't like Pavlov's dog
She fun at the mind museum, she like it in a London fog
She don't like other women, she likes whips and chains
She likes cocaine and flippin' out with Great Danes
She's about all I can handle, she's too much for my brain

[Chorus]
She got me under pressure
She got me under pressure
Come on

[Verse 3]
I'm gonna give her a message, here's what I'm gonna say
"It's all over," she might get out a nightstick
And hurt me real, real bad by the roadside ditch
What a bitch

[Chorus]
Oh, she got me under pressure
She got me under pressure
She got me under pressure
She got me under pressure
Pressure, pressure, hey, let's go

[Outro]
She gonna hurt me real, real bad
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hurt me real, real bad
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, go
Hurt me real, real bad
By the roadside ditch
She gonna hurt [?], yeah
Bitch