Just a glimpse of thigh
  And the footlights of my burlesque season blaze across the sky
  And I'm tearin' back the red shift
  To tempt you with a shock of skin
  So milky white
  And the supernovas have their duller, moments
  'Though I'm fashionably late, I'm light years beyond them
  You grow thirsty
  And I'm all spread out, hung high and flirty, reflected on the shore
  And you dive, dive, dive in
  Painting ripples on my skin
  So blue and warm
  When the supernovas have their duller moments
  'Though I'm fashionably late, I'm light years beyond them
  No big bang of a man. bang of a man
  No big bang of a man, bang of a man is enough to.
  I watch you sleep
  I've been on the prowl forever, there's no shade from my beam
  And I'll suck you up with my weather
  Lock you in a silver theater
  Drown you in cream
  Even supernovas have their duller moments
  No big bang of a man is enough to fill them
  Even supernovas have their quiet moments
  No big bang of a man is enough to fill them
  And I'm lost out there I am everywhere...
  And I'm lost out there
  No big bang of a man is enough. . .
  No big bang of a man is enough. . .
  No big bang of a man is enough to fill them.
  No big bang of a man is enough to fill them.