Side-swiped His stare is blank It's half past eleven An uneven nite-call Past exit seven Intersections come and go From him to her, I don't know He brushed his hand along my thigh I looked at him and thought I'd died At a glance, I'm just not sure Keep your distance I've been side-swiped Side-swiped (Repeat) Sitting down, I catch my breath Vinyl coverings, there's no rest Gla** panes with fingerprints I call your bluff And then I'm side-swiped Touching things, touched by others Makes me scared, makes me wonder Could it be another dare And once again I've been side-swiped Side-swiped (Repeat)