"Safety words are for wusses." Joked Faith that fateful day when,
she and Buffy tried to break their routine with some,
BDSM

So, Faith donned her tight black leather, looking like a damn Gap ad.
And Buffy dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood
Then they dug up that fucking knife

So they could slash! Slashay!

They'd been lovers for 2 years, trust was taken for granted
And Faith trussed Buffy up, tied her hands to her feet,
For once Buffy liked her sense of dread.

Slay- er endurance is stellar,and thing were going just fine
Until Faith used the trans epidural neural,
Stimulator above B's waistline.

(Chorus) Faith: "Answer me! Uh-oh, B?"
Buffy twitched like a live trout
"Jesus fuck! 911?"
Made the call and hid her knout
"911's, on their way.
Tell me can you feel your hands?
Oh my god, please don't kick.
Never should've gone electric!"

The safety word
Is safety word
Red safety word

After that little mishap, Buffy tried to strangle Faith
Who harbored a pen,chant for asphyxiation
So it, worked out quite alright.

Still- deep in love are our Slayers,
Despite their stupid habit
Of nearly killing, each other sometimes
Every few years its this:

(Chorus)