That noise from beneath your bed Beneath the floorboards to where they slept Right by that silicone tube of lipstick That rubbed off on his They lie in silken down And you lie there grinning like a clown And your pin poked through that papered prophylactic Like a semiautomatic and Six weeks on Yeah it's much too long It's been a while since we messed around And it's ok The worst they can do is k** me Hey With those high heeled toes Babe you lift up my soul Your lipstick stains on the elevator door And you told me That you love, that you love That you love me Gin, Zippos, and Hand Grenades We drank every drink that had a name And those honkytonk blues just drowned our sins away Yeah That jukebox playing our jams tonight The cigarette smoke in the candlelight Baby neon signs never gave me so much life Babe I don't need no hyperbole Just give me some plain old rock and roll and Six weeks on Yeah it's much too long It's been a while since we messed around And it's ok The worst they can do is k** me Hey With those high heeled toes Babe you lift up my soul Your lipstick stains on the elevator door And you told me That you love, that you love That you love me Six weeks on Yeah it's much too long It's been a while since we messed around And it's ok The worst they can do is k** me Hey With those high heeled toes Babe you lift up my soul Your lipstick stains on the elevator door And you told me That you love, that you love That you love me