The games that we played when we were small DOCTOR, HOUSE, WAR, we knew them all Soldiers for boys, barbies for girls Pretending to be grown-ups in a grown-up world Imaginations took us into outer space As threats of the street lamps quickened our pace Wordless chanting eenie-meenie-meinie-moe If he hollered then we had to let him go. What people do for fun... The scent of a man he slaps on his face She puts perfume everywhere- just in case Shaking her hips, flashing her thighs He takes it in with his bedroom eyes Communication happens out on the floor They dance until two, fuck until four Smoke in bed, while outside it rains They don't think they'll see each other again. What people do for fun... I am using you. Am I amusing you! Dad in the basement shoots off his gun The war was the only time he had some fun Big bands are best, of that they are sure She thinks of her wedding, being happy and poor Hockey and soaps, their only escape He shoots, he scores, someone was raped Remember the children when they were small DOCTOR, HOUSE, WAR, they played them all. What people do for fun... I am using you. Am I amusing you!