I don't care for tights, she says
and does not tell me why
revealing one brown thigh
She hikes her skirt above her knee
I see, I say, and wonder at
her slender little fingers
the threads of recent slumbers
How cleverly they pull upon
and passion does begin?
Do you know where friendship ends
It's between the binding of
her stockings and her skin.
(oh yeah)
She stayed up so late I thought
she'd ask me to go dance
told me I had no chance
But something in the way she laughed
The fiction in her family
was that she was never nice
I'd say she was very
I just did not see the price
Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
When the gin and tonic
makes the room begin to spin.
(oh yeah)
There may be attraction here
So I'm assigned to read her mind, now
but it will never flower
in this witching hour
Here's no game for those who claim
to be easily bruised
But how can I complain
when she's so easily amused?
Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
(When she does not show you
It's between the binding
the way out on the way in) --
of her stockings and her skin.
(oh yeah
I don't care for tights, she says
and does not tell me why
revealing one brown thigh
She hikes her skirt above her knee
I see, I say, and wonder at
her slender little fingers
the threads of recent slumbers
How cleverly they pull upon
and passion does begin?
Do you know where friendship ends
It's between the binding of
her stockings and her skin.
(oh yeah)
She stayed up so late I thought
she'd ask me to go dance
told me I had no chance
But something in the way she laughed
The fiction in her family
was that she was never nice
I'd say she was very
I just did not see the price
Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
When the gin and tonic
makes the room begin to spin.
(oh yeah)
There may be attraction here
So I'm assigned to read her mind, now
but it will never flower
in this witching hour
Here's no game for those who claim
to be easily bruised
But how can I complain
when she's so easily amused?
Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
(When she does not show you
It's between the binding
the way out on the way in) --
of her stockings and her skin.
(oh yeah