Polite

 

another 'nother 'nother night of this
and honey's got the itch 'cause the time is right
we're making love by artifice
and making it so polite
making it so polite

and in the morning we guard our space
we're playing dodgeball with our eyes
in our penthouse dollhouse china shop place
waiting for our blood to rise
waiting for our blood to rise

and I see my love, see my love, see my love
stepping to avoide a scene
and I see my love, see my love, see my love
keeping her reactions clean


honey, where you going when you wear that dress?
tight red blanket on a bed of white
trade a little smile for a cuckold's guess
you're keeping it so polite
keeping it so polite

now we're playing every word to the very hilt
this conversation's like a rubber band
it's not quite anger, it's not quite guilt
I'm not quite sure that I understand
no I'm not sure I understand

why I see my love, see my love, see my love
waiting for the doorbell to ring
and I see my love, see my love, see my love
keeping her deceptions clean


why don't we talk anymore? - don't jump away, baby
why don't we talk anymore? - baby don't jump away
why don't we talk anymore? - don't jump away baby
why don't we talk anymore?

now I see my love, see my love, see my love
curtsey to the waiting town
and I see my love, see my love, see my love
taking the hard way down


and on the surface every light is green
opening the curtain to another night
everybody's thinking what they really mean
but everybody's so polite

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