You said I was the only
With my lemon in your hand
Oh oh oh oh
Exhibition is your habit
Emotion second hand
Oh oh oh oh
Had to pull away to save me
Maybe next time around
Oh
And she said, don't you want to?
Don't you want to cook it, cook it, cook it?
Hadn't planned to, could not stand to try it, fry it, na na na yeah

Ooh, heard a cry for mercy
In the city of the damned
Oh oh babe, damned
In the pits you go no lower
The next stop's underground
Oh, hello underground
Wine and roses ain't quite over
Fate deals a losing hand
And I said, didn't mean to, did not mean to fail
You didn't plan it, you over-ran it

You want to do it, you want to
You want to do it when you want to
You want to do it, do it when you want to

When you blow it, babe
You got to blow it right
Oh baby, if you fake it, mama
Baby, fake with all your might
When you fake it, mama
Please fake it right (for yourself babe)

When you fake it baby
You're fakin' it for your life, for your life
For your life, for your life
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it when you want to
Do it, do it, do it
Do it when you want to

Oh, I can have you, baby
But I don't know what to do, yeah
Sometime, baby
Nothin' I could do
On the balance of a crystal
Payin' through the nose
And when they couldn't resist you
I thought you'd go with the flow

And now your stage is empty, bring down the curtain, baby please
Fold up your show
Hadn't planned to
Could not stand to fry in it
Hadn't planned it
I over-ran it (fryin')
For your life
For your life

Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): JIMMY PAGE, ROBERT PLANT