Eyes that tell me "baby, you don't need no invitation".
Let me smoke another cigarette before i make a move.
I can see me in the morning; losing my direction, deep inside my overcoat, looking for the door.
I don't wanna stay with you.
I just wanna play with you.
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead.
You think you're pretty, well, so do i.
You came to me but, pa**ion eyes, got no imagination to clutter up my head.
Eyes that mirror innocence and cannot sense the changes.
Lets have another drink, dear, before we get deranged.
I can see me in the morning; avoiding your detection, slowly down the staircase, looking for the door.
All is fair in love and war but i don't want your love no more.
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead.
You're fragile and you're very green, conditioned by a milk machine.
Got no imagination.
Got no imagination.
No.
Take a walk, kid.
Eyes that tell me "baby, you don't need no invitation".
Let me smoke another cigarette before i make a move.
I can see me in the morning; losing my direction, deep inside my overcoat, footsteps for the door.