Can you see the way he twists you round his little finger
Dressed to tease, if looks could please I'll see you later
Cold green eyes you've grown to despise
They'll stab your back but don't look back
He pushes the bell with his finger
Don't you stop, don't you linger
But how many more has he got in store
Manipulator, ch-ch-checkout
Ma-ma-manipulator, ch-ch-checkout
Lower than low, lower than low
Low low low lower than low
Jealousy was not his history
Come on now how low can you go
Not much lower but lower than low
Manipulator, ch-ch-checkout
Manipulator, lower than low
Manipulator, ma-ma-manipulator
And here comes trouble trouble trouble trouble