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I've met someone.

I didn't know
that your sister...

was a twin.

Elliot, my-my sister,
wouldn't have liked her.

Is it serious,
w-with the actress?

I'll give you
the money and then some.

Flagship birthing

and research center
in Manhattan.

I lost one at 12 weeks,

one at 14, one at 16.

Aren't the Parkers
pure fucking evil?

How jealous will you be when
I'm in my lab and I'm growing

embryos into fetuses
and fetuses into babies

and solving all the fertility
issues that have ever been?

I mean, I'll visit you in jail.

Baby sister.

What's she like?

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

♪ It's my house ♪

♪ And I live here ♪

♪ There's a welcome mat
at the door ♪

♪ And if you come on in...

- You excited?
- Uh-huh.

- Big night.
- Sure.

You okay? You're all... jumpy.

Oh, I'm fucking brilliant,
thank you.

The fuck have you done?

You don't want to know, Capgras.

♪ Through every window ♪

♪ A little light flows ♪

♪ Books of feeling ♪

♪ On the shelf above ♪

♪ 'Cause it was built for love ♪

♪ It was built for love ♪

♪ It's my house ♪

♪ And I live here ♪

♪ It's my house ♪

♪ And I live here ♪

♪ There's a candle ♪

♪ To light the stairs ♪

♪ Where my dreams await ♪

♪ Someone to share ♪

♪ Ooh, there's music ♪

♪ On the radio ♪

♪ And good vibrations ♪

♪ Won't let me go ♪

♪ 'Cause it was built for love ♪

♪ It was built for love ♪

♪ Ooh, it's my house ♪

♪ And I live here...

Wow.

So it's going well.

Hi, Elliot.

Seems like it's going really
fucking well between you guys.

Like, you're both
really in this.

Uh-huh.

Cool.

I think so.

- This is incredible, Elliot.
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

- What's it for?
- Artificial wombs.

It's not really about the lambs.

Mm. Right.

Building an environment
that mimics the uterus,

so we can support
extremely premature babies.

I feel like...

I should be asking you
about your intentions.

- My intentions?
- Towards my sister.

That's very grown-up of you.

I love her, Elliot.

I intend to love her.

Can you bear that?

Ah. So you've
started work already, Tom.

Uh-huh, yep.

- Straight to it.
- Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Nice lab, right?

Yep, it's a great lab, Joe.

...seph.

Yeah, you're welcome. Yeah.

Yeah, you must be so relieved.

I mean, I don't know that
"relieved" is the right word.

Really? It feels
like exactly the right word.

I was the best candidate
for the job,

I was straight up
the best person...

Can we not exaggerate, Tom?
You're sometimes fine.

You know,
the whole FDA busting your lab

and the illegal activity,
and the whole

you're technically unemployable?

That is not, that was not...

- You want to step in here?
- No, thanks.

I just think that maybe
we should not broadcast

that you work with Elliot,
that you're here, at all.

We should maybe keep that as,
like, a special secret

- between us, you know?
- Mm-hmm.

Take it to our collective grave?

- Forever and ever, amen.
- Mm.

Okay.

Yes!

Changing the way
women birth forever!

- Fucking dick bunch.
- As in?

Like a fucking bunch of dicks.

Like a bouquet of penises?
That's quite beautiful, Tom.

I'm calling him
an asshole, Elliot.

Wow.

A Mantle experiencing
human emotions.

Who knew?

I'm not looking, Beverly.

You're twitchy.

You have secrets.

Do you want to know them?

That was a good night, right?

Are you pumped?

It was ridiculous
and embarrassing.

Oh, you're
ridiculous and embarrassing.

Are you bored yet?

Do you want me to get you
something shiny and new?

What's so good?

You know, it's not fair
to keep her all to yourself.

You haven't had her
unless I've had her.

I mean, I've almost...

Oh, sweet.

Hmm.

Oh, today is gonna be the most
full-on day of your lives.

- Yes.
- Do you feel so manly when you say that?

Everything has been
leading up to this.

We are ready to go.

- Question:
- Yeah.

When you practiced this
in front of a mirror,

were you completely naked

or just topless?

Beverly,
you have guests all day.

- You're back-to-back...
- Oh. - Perfect.

We're sticking
with the guests thing?

Well, they're not sick.

They're women having babies.

I love it.

It tested really well.

Now, the board and trustees will
be observing all week, okay?

So, of course, our priority is

always to the women,
to the guests.

- Yes.
- Except it's fucking not.

But we really want
to be forward-facing,

- conscious of our audience.
- In case they change their minds?

To be respectful
to all they have given.

It's just a couple of days.

Now, my team and I are here
to support you.

Anything you need,

you just shout.

Anything.

Embryology!

Welcome
to the Embryology Floor.

On the screens, you can see
the embryos at each stage,

all the way up to
the 14-day limit.

At the final stage allowed
to take place in the lab,

cells have already begun
to differentiate into

the ectoderm, endoderm
and mesoderm,

which will develop into

different structures
in the body.

Light,
luxury, safety.

We're cocooned in this space,

held in this space,

as one organism, one being.

When you step
into the Mantle Parker Center,

you feel both part of something

but also that your
individuality will be cherished.

...miscarriage factors,
causes, treatment

and plans for future research
and drug trials.

We're looking at parental
chromosomal abnormalities,

at autoantibodies, at NK cells,

abnormal HLA-G expression,

thrombophilia...
both hereditary and acquired...

at sperm DNA fragmentation

and hCG gene polymorphisms.

We're studying the impact
of prednisone, heparin,

levothyroxine,
hormone modulators and IVIg.

We use the gene-editing tool
CRISPR-Cas9

specifically in our research
into a transcription factor

known as TFAP2C and chromatin.

We check every guest's
blood samples for iron levels,

a personalized
vitamin D and C profile,

and work with nutritionists
to make our guests

the perfect juice,
lunch, meal...

bespoke to their needs.

But if you want
champagne and lobster

when that baby's out,

we won't be judging.

Stacy is 24.

And has made a really smart
decision to safeguard her health

and her future in a way
that will soon

be the norm for women worldwide.

We're going
to use keyhole surgery

to remove a small section
of ovarian tissue,

which we will then
slice up and freeze.

When Stacy is on the precipice

of the menopause,
her frozen ovarian tissue

will be thawed out
and grafted back into her body,

probably somewhere
like her armpit,

which has a good blood supply,

thus restoring
her declining sex hormones

and delaying the menopause
for potentially 20 years.

Because Stacy has come to us
at such a young age,

we're able to build her
an entirely bespoke package

of longevity healthcare.

Whatever decisions
Stacy makes in her life,

we will be able
to adapt our care, our research,

to ensure that Stacy's body

is able to keep up with her.

Thank you.
Do we have any questions?

Yes?

What about women already
on the precipice of menopause?

Oh, that's a great question.

If a woman had
ovarian tissue removed

in her early 40s,
I would be able to delay

the onset by five years.

That doesn't seem fair.

Well, no.

I've only been
here five minutes and, uh,

patriarchy's a fucking bitch.

Any other questions?

What happens if you put
that 24-year-old's

tissue straight in me?

That's just one
of the many ideas

I'm interested in exploring.

We'll just let you have
some time, all right?

I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.

Uh, Dr. Mantle,
your next guest is...

Um, give, give me one minute.

Welcome
to the Mantle...

Blood on
your fucking hands!

Rebecca Parker is a murderer!

You all right?

Security!

I wouldn't worry
about it.

- Right.
- It's the same group.

And they do
the same fucking thing

anywhere they happen
to see my name.

- Okay.
- Art galleries, tech companies.

Our offices get hit
on a monthly basis.

They're really into the animal
heart thing at the moment.

It's-it's like
a Pavlov's dog thing, Beverly,

but for, like, kindergarten.

It's like, see the name Parker,
throw the pig heart, you know?

Sure.

I want to say it's boring,
but at the same time,

I guess
I admire their commitment.

Oh, sure. It's, uh, fantastic.

It's really wonderful
to be pelted with organs

by a young woman
with morals in a space

where I'm trying
to provide care,

and then watch that woman
be body-slammed by overzealous

security I did not approve.
It's fucking fantastic.

Would you rather
she kept going?

Got to the birthing suite,

slammed some cow lungs

up some vaginas?

Rubbed some eyeballs
on some babies?

Not the babies.

None of this feels good,
Rebecca.

And that's
what's important.

What feels good to Beverly.

I don't think
you're as much

of a fucktard as you sometimes
give the impression of.

You understand that
she can afford her idealism?

That she lives with her mom
and her dad in a nice apartment

in the city and that she took
a class at school on capitalism

and one on socialism
and one on philanthropy.

She has friends,
she can afford food.

That sometimes
she makes a choice that maybe

she shouldn't in order to have
something nice in her life.

Watermelon out of season
or an Uber if it's late,

and she feels unsafe
and she wants to get home,

despite the fact that
she fundamentally disagrees

with the company's politics
and that's fine.

We all do that, right?

We all do cost-benefit

all the fucking time

and we don't dissect
every move because

it's exhausting and punishing

and false.

The fact that they come
and do this, throw shit

and call me a murderer
and pretend

they live in a different world
with different structures

means that they can occasionally

make those bad choices and not
dwell on them and that's fine.

I don't mind that.

It's the system,
and I'm happy to play my part

so the world continues
to turn on its axis.

None of them have
any plan, any alternative.

They would shit their pants
if you asked them

to come good on a plan.

They're quite happy
mindlessly throwing organs

at me and patting themselves
on the back.

So I guess
my question to you is:

when are you gonna
shut the fuck up

and do your job, Beverly?

Because frankly,
I'm fucking bored.

She's right.

- Thanks.
- It's working, Beverly.

"I want to change the way
that women birth forever."

- All right.
- For six fucking years.

- Okay.
- Fuck that, more than that, forever, actually,

for your whole weird,
glorious little life,

- and then it doesn't feel good immediately...
- No, that isn't how it...

You got your Barbie
birthing dream house

and you're having
a fucking tantrum.

Could you stop pummeling me,
just for a second?

It just d-doesn't feel h...

...how I thought
it would feel and...

I'm struggling.

Hi.

I thought I'd pick up my
personalized juice before I go.

How is it?

Delicious.

Is it gonna stop me
from having miscarriages?

This is my sister, Dr. Mantle.

She, she works
in the research center.

What are you researching?

Miscarriages?

Mm-hmm.

Want a guinea pig?

Why don't you make
an appointment?

Hello.

Hello.

Okay.

How are you feeling?

Can I get you onto the bed?

- I just need to do a quick internal...
- No.

Thank you.

I need to check
on the baby's heart rate.

I can do an initial check
with a doppler

just on your,
just on your belly.

I'll be as quick as I can.

Mm-mm.

Can you leave us, please?

Can you apply the gel for me?

Place the doppler...

...below your belly button,
near your pubic bone.

And just move it...

very slowly up your abdomen.

Okay, good.

Can I get you anything?

No.

Would you like to be seen
by another doctor?

Somebody else?

No, just you.

I'm gonna go eat
somewhere fancy.

I want to eat a fucking swan.

Ceviched.

Get up to my tits in champagne.

You should.

- We should.
- You deserve it.

We do.

Where is worthy of us tonight?

Where do you think
we can get that?

I have this thing.

Thing?

Uh, Genevieve's show
finished shooting

and there's this wrap party...

thing.

Oh.

Okay.

You can come if you want.

Do you want me to come?

I'm shit at parties.

I could go as you.

A better me?

I'm a better everyone.

Wait, Beverly, how did
you and Genevieve even meet?

- Oh, yeah, Genevieve won't spill.
- Yes, how did you?

- Oh, that's awful.
- Oh, is that even legal?

Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God.
- Wait...

I'm saying nothing.

You saw her vagina
and then you fell in love.

I am booking my smear tomorrow,
what the fuck?

No, no, it wasn't, was it?

I mean it, it definitely...

Must be intense
dating a twin.

Oh, is that what she says?

I think Genevieve's amazing.

Do you?

I've always got the impression

that you found her
a little boring.

That I could do so much better.

That maybe you just wish
I'd fucking

break up with her already.

No, I think she's amazing.

I think she's the best thing
that's ever happened to you.

There you are.

- Oh, no, no, no.
- Oh, no! The other one!

That's hilarious!

No, she was like, "I just know.

- Okay? I always just know."
- Busted.

Hey, babe.

Hey.

Could you maybe dial it back

with the fucking
twin-swapping, Elliot?

Okay.

Like, it's very funny

and you're very clever,

but could you maybe not
ambush me with it

at my own wrap party?

You know,
you don't have to come with us.

We're going to deliver a baby.

I'm not sure
how you'll be of any help.

I want to be with Beverly.

Yeah. I know.

But, like, all the time?

Okay,
that's good.

That's good, keep breathing.

No, no,
no, no, no, no!

You're safe.
You're safe. You're safe.

You're safe.

You can deliver her.

We won't touch you, Zhu Ye.

You're in control.

Thank you.

We're sending
your blood to our lab.

Please wait five minutes
for your personalized

nutrition and health plan.

Hmm.

Good,
this is good, Zhu Ye.

We're gonna
push down now, okay?

Baby's nearly here.

This is great, Zhu Ye.

Push down now.

Baby's nearly here.

Good, this is good, Zhu Ye.

Baby's head is crowning,
put your hands

on her head, you can catch her.

Okay, you did it.

- You did it, you did it.
- Congratulations,

she's perfect.

Oh.

Okay. Okay.

She's here.

Okay, okay.

You did it.

You were incredible.

Thank you. Thank you.

You did it.

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh...

Congratulations,
she's... perfect.

She's perfect.

Oh.

Okay.

Oh! Well, that's, uh...

Sammy.

Baby brother.

He comes here
when he's had his heart broken.

Sammy.

I think we should have a baby.

I'm really serious.

That's not funny.

Good.

I want to put a baby in you.

I want to drink
a bottle of wine.

And I want to fuck you
with no condom on.

I want to be reckless
because I love you.

And this is it, Beverly.

I know.

This is it.

Oh, man.

It's gonna be fine.

You're gonna be good.

Just hurts today.

You look really fuckin' happy.

I am.

What?

What you looking at?

Can I get you anything else,
Elliot?

Greta, what are you doing?

Genevieve sent me a message.

Finish the sentence, Greta.

That's not the end
of the fucking sentence, is it?

- Elliot...
- Greta, what are you doing?

Why are you putting clothes
in a bag?

Get there faster, please.

She wanted
to check Beverly's schedule.

She's got a surprise.

Something about upstate
for the weekend.

Are you done?

Oh, come on,

come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on,

come on, come on,
come on, come on.

- Elly.
- Hey!

Hi, Beverly.
Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi.

I've been thinking
about yesterday.

About how stressed you've been.

You know, about how difficult
it's been and...

you've never been good
at just allowing yourself

to have the things you want.

You need.

And now you do.

You have it.

Everything you wanted.

The birthing center.

And...

and you have me.

And I think if you
just allow it to be good...

...then maybe it will be.

I think you're right.

I think this place
could be incredible, Elliot.

I-I just need
to get over myself

and allow myself to be happy.

Okay, yes.

Well, great. Well done, me.

I mean, you're right.
I have everything I want.

The center, you, Genevieve.

Okay. Is it like... done yet?

Are we,
are we done with that yet?

Um...

what about the baby thing?

Why don't we try that again?

Might as well.

Cleared you out.
Because maybe

that's the missing thing.

Not Genevieve,
the-the baby thing.

The thing
that you've wanted forever.

Not the thing
that just fucking arrived.

I don't want
to do the baby thing anymore.

Not that way.

What does that mean?

Not-not what... what way?

Nothing, I...

It's not been working.

Maybe it's not meant to.

I love her, Elliot.

Okay, well... okay.
Let's...

really talk that out.
Let's make a plan.

Let's spend this weekend
really figuring

that out.

I can't.

Why not?

Elly...

This is really sweet.

I cleared it with everyone.

Joseph, Greta,

the team of people
you've just acquired.

I did not check it with her, no.

- Because that would be insane, Beverly.
- Uh-huh.

It's two nights.

I've promised Joseph
to have you back for a cesarean

at 6:00 a.m. on Monday.

- She's finding this hard.
- That's a problem.

We've literally never been
in different cities.

That's a fucking problem.

I-I'm not disagreeing.

It's two nights.

This is fucking...

Elliot?

- Hey.
- Hey.

You're gonna be fine, right?

Your sister is worrying,
but you're gonna be fine.

It's two nights.
This really sweet place,

saltwater pool, nice food.

Then I'll have her
straight back to you.

Are you going to fuck her
in the saltwater pool?

- Fucking hell.
- Are you?

- Elliot...
- Elliot, no, okay, no.

No, you're not going to fuck
my sister in the saltwater pool?

This is not appropriate.

This is not healthy.

You cannot have everything

in your sister's life, okay?

You certainly can't
have this, okay?

This is a relationship
between me and Beverly.

Not you. Okay?

Are you ready?

I need you not to go.

Elliot.

No, you're doing great.

Thank you, that means
a lot coming from you.

Thanks.

- Deena?
- Mm-hmm.

Isn't it?

I think I remember
in your interview, you talking

about what an incredible
opportunity this job was.

- Yeah, absolutely...
- I don't think I realized

it was about the opportunity
to get on that crusty dick.

- Uh, I...
- Elliot?

Do you mean "Dr. Mantle"?

Dr. Mantle...

Speaking of your crusty dick,
could I borrow it, please?

You don't mind, do you?

Dr. Mantle, if I have
appeared unprofessional...

You graduated first in your
class at Stanford, didn't you?

I-I did.

He has five kids.

And his wife is miserable.
Raise your standards.

- I don't, uh...
- I actually really don't give a fuck.

This is your journey.

Tom, could you move 100% faster?

Is...

is the blindfold

fully necessary, Elliot?

It's for your own protection.

Why, you have dead bodies
in here?

Oh, stop asking questions.

You would shit your pants

if you could see
what I was doing in here

and I have no current need

for your fecal matter.

Why must I be involved in your
ne-fucking-farious activity?

No, it's not really got
anything to do with you, Tom.

- Elliot.
- Fucking...

produce.

Okay.

Would you like
to come back to mine?

Yes.

Yes, hard yes,

- please, to that.
- Mm.

Should we take
everybody with us?

Let's have a fucking party.

- Oh!
- What's up?

Uh, uh,

can we try something?

Yes, ma'am.

Okay, come with me.

You are incredible.

Can you not talk?

Sorry, it's not gonna work
for me if you talk.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Oh, fuck me!

Fuck me. Fuck.

Oh, fuck me.

Yeah.

Sorry.

Nope. Not working.

Uh...

What...?

Are you fucking with me?

No, you seem nice, it's fine.

It's just, it's not happening.

Yeah, I think I just need
something else right now.

A drink or... I don't know.

What?

♪ Not that kid anymore ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm not that kid ♪

Fuck off.

♪ Same feeling, different city ♪

♪ I kept the boxes
with my old T-shirts ♪

♪ Yeah, I swear,
they still fit ♪

♪ One record at a time ♪

♪ I rip 'em off the wall ♪

♪ Don't need them anymore
but I'm still holding on ♪

♪ A little too hard ♪

♪ So sentimental,
let it all go down the drain ♪

♪ Nostalgia knows me well ♪

♪ Nostalgia knows me...

Free clothes!

♪ I don't wanna regret it,
no...

Aah!

The fuck you doing,

you fucking psycho bitch?!

Hey.

The fuck you think
you're doing, Two-face?

- Did I hit you?
- Could've.

So I didn't hit you?

- You can't just do shit like that.
- Shit like what?

Crazy shit, crazy, "do whatever
the fuck you like" shit.

Can't I?

I usually can.

I usually get exactly
what I want, whenever I want.

I apologize.

Not good enough.

Don't fucking smile at me.

Whoa. Man...

Whoa. Whoa.

We can just do this.

If you're up here,

all good.

No rules.

Nothing matters.

- Nothing has value.
- Yeah.

Fuck it all.

- If you like.
- What if I smashed this place up?

What if I fucked up your home?

Are you saying
that I dropped a...

a plant pot on your home?

I-Is that alleyway your home?

That's sad, I'm sorry.

Smash up my home if it would
make you feel better.

Oh...

no, that's my mummy and daddy.

That looked fun.

Oh, go on. I dare you.

- Your drugs are shit.
- Well, fuck you.

- Where'd you get 'em?
- Delivery.

- They're shit.
- I apologize.

Aren't you a doctor?
Can't you get good shit?

Well, I like these,
I think these are delicious.

- No, you don't.
- Yes, I do, they're moreish.

They're dry.
You stuff your face

and you still want
to smash your place up.

These aren't touching the sides.

Oh, that's because I'm sad.

- Aw.
- I'm really sad, Skinny.

- Don't do that.
- What?

Give me a nickname.
Who the fuck are you?

Two-Face and Skinny.

Think you're fucking gangster?

I am fucking gangster.

Say that down there
and you'll get slashed.

- Big talk.
- Simmer down.

You're like a beautiful alien.

Shit, shit delivery drugs.

Skinny, skinny old lady alien.

Why are you sad?

- Everyone's sad.
- I'm not sad.

- Well, you should be.
- Ha.

You should be depressed.

- Your life fucking blows.
- Ha!

- This is deep.
- You feel it, too?

Oh, this connection is
profound, old lady.

Where's the other face?

- You need stitches.
- Then stitch.

- Oh, where to fucking begin.
- What are you saying?

Your whole body
needs putting back together.

I blew her up.

Oh, was it worth it?

More than you could know.

When this...

is as good
as you think it gets...

...you haven't got
a fucking clue.

It's so good.

Best fuck. Best drink.

Best grind. Best birth.

Best nipple suck.

Best steak. Best kiss.
Best sweat.

Best legs wrapped around
each other midnight connection.

Nothing comes close, Two-face.

Where's your sister?

Not here.

- Ha.
- Not fucking here, Skinny.

- So you smashed her shit up.
- So I smashed her shit up.

- So you killed her.
- So I could fucking kill her.

Maybe that's why you like
your sandpit play school drugs.

She is MIA, fuckheads!

Every experience,
every high

is half a fucking high.

- Try double, you dick.
- Every time you look at her,

air gets punched
out of your lungs, man.

Depleting junkie parasitic

slow death, man, having a twin.

No, it's double, it's double.

It's everything she gets, I get.

Where is she now?

Oh, fucking some actress
in a saltwater pool.

And you're getting
some of that saltwater cunt?

Double, it's double,
it's double good.

You're full of shit.

It's half!

It's like
constant multiple division.

You're barely fucking here.

- No, I'm here. She's here.
- She's not here.

She's there
and you're barely fucking here

because of it.
It's a tragedy.

- Shut up.
- It's Shakespeare.

- No, I'm here.
- It's Chekhov.

- I'm here.
- It's some other dead white writer.

- I'm fucking here!
- You're barely here.

I can barely fucking see you.

You've been erased
into double negativity.

That's very good, actually.

Good job, me.
And then she's out there.

She's found elsewhere
and you...

What do you do? Disintegrate.

You'll divide and she'll
multiply till she's whole

and one and you'll quarter.

And she's happy and you're gone.

And she's living,
fucking saltwater cunt

till she's a warm, warm ache,

good drugs and you're nothing.

You're fucking nothing.

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, God.

Oh, no. Oh, fuck!

Fuck.

Oh, fuck. Fuck.

Where the fuck are you? Agnes!

Oh, fuck!

Oh. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Agnes! Where the fuck are you?

Fuck. Oh, Jesus.

- Fuck. Fuck!
- Miss?

- Fuck!
- You okay?

Agnes!

Where the fuck are you?

- Big night?
- Very.

Lots of babies.
Very, very, very busy.

See you around.

No.

It didn't happen,
it didn't happen.

It didn't happen,
it's not real.

She's not real.

Elly?

Beverly, come home.
I don't know what happened.

Please help me.
Please help me.

I'm sorry I left.

Greta's made breakfast.

Good morning.

♪ She's a super freak,
super freak ♪

♪ She's super-freaky, yow ♪

♪ Everybody sing ♪

♪ She's a very kinky girl ♪

♪ The kind you don't
take home to Mother ♪

♪ She will never let
your spirits down ♪

♪ Once you get her off
the street, ow, girl ♪

♪ She likes the boys
in the band ♪

♪ She says that I'm her
all-time favorite ♪

♪ When I make my move to her
room, it's the right time ♪

♪ She's never hard
to please, oh, no ♪

♪ That girl is pretty wild now ♪

♪ The girl's a super freak ♪

♪ The kind of girl
you read about ♪

♪ In new-wave magazines ♪

♪ That girl is pretty kinky ♪

♪ The girl's a super freak ♪

♪ I really love to taste her ♪

♪ Every time we meet ♪

♪ She's all right,
she's all right ♪

♪ That girl's all right
with me ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey! ♪

♪ She's a super freak,
super freak ♪

♪ She's super-freaky, yow ♪

♪ Everybody sing ♪

♪ Super freak, super freak ♪

♪ She's a very special girl ♪

♪ The kind of girl
you want to know ♪

♪ From her head down
to her toenails ♪

♪ Down to her feet, yeah ♪

♪ And she'll wait for me
at backstage ♪

♪ With her girlfriends ♪

♪ In a limousine ♪

♪ Going back in Chinatown ♪

♪ Three's not a crowd
to her, she says ♪

♪ Ménage à trois, we all love ♪

♪ "Room 714, I'll be waiting" ♪

♪ When I get there she's got
incense, wine and candles ♪

♪ It's such a freaky scene ♪

♪ That girl is pretty kinky ♪

♪ The girl's a super freak ♪

♪ The kind of girl
you read about ♪

♪ In new-wave magazines ♪

♪ That girl is pretty wild now ♪

♪ The girl's a super freak ♪

♪ I really like to taste her ♪

♪ Every time we meet ♪

♪ She's all right,
she's all right ♪

♪ That girl's all right
with me ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey! ♪

♪ Oh, girl ♪

♪ Oh, girl ♪♪