All our bondage boys and girls
Tied up in our little world
We can't dress how we want
Then don't walk in a restaurant
Dress code
Go on find some other place
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They slam the door right in your face
Without a fire we'll sit outside
Stiletto heels won't stab your back
When you won't like what you hear
They pay you money to live with fear
Dress code
Go on find some other place
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They slam the door right in your face
They show us on the video screen
Say we're too strange to enter in
We could not have a worse fate
They burnt witches at the stake
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Go on find some other place
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They slam the door in our face
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We're sorry boys, you can't stay
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We're sorry boys!"