Orgies give me the blues.

When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down

Lookin' for her good friend, none can be found
You'd better come on in my kitchen
Baby, it's going to be rainin' outdoors

But now my kitchen's full of people I've never seen before
You say you met them online to talk about amour
And now they're takin' their clothes off, they're startin' to sweat
It ain't rainin' in my kitchen, but the floor sho' is wet