Text: Prince. Batman. Electric Chair.

I saw your friend first that's who I danced with
All the time I was watching you
The music rocked us, our eyes locked us
Making us see a trippy picture shoo

Oh, if a man is considered guilty
For what goes on in his mind
Then give me the electric chair
For all my future crimes, oh, oh

You whispered something it took my mind out
Like a G flat major with an E in the bass
Your face looked so good I wanted to touch your mouth
My brain is jacking all over the place

Oh, if a man is considered guilty
For what goes on in his mind
Then give me the electric chair
For all my future crimes, oh, yeah, yeah

Let's take a drive, love
So we can make up our minds, love
To commit the crimes of passion that sets us free
Me loving you, you loving me, oh

The electric chair

I saw your friend first that's who I danced with
All the time I was watching you
The music rocked us, our eyes locked us
Making us see a trippy picture shoo I've got to have it

Somebody is considered guilty
For what goes on in his mind
Then give me the electric chair
For all my future crimes, oh

You know I'm guilty, yeah
For all my future crimes
Guilty, for all my future crimes
And if ya don't really love me
Then give me the electric chair, oh electric chair