Friction

The Good Life · Lovers Need Lawyers [2004]

friction!(x4)



night clubs and

night stalkers

fast women

fast talkers

loose lips

loose hips

the lovely loveless

sunset to sunrise

black dresses black eyes

tangles of tangos

hot hands hot thighs



hey, why can i never get to you

there's a sea of bodies between us

i recall the first time i saw you

not a dance hall, but a crowded bar

pressed against the center stage i sweat



friction!(x4)



vampires and witches

to bloody red kisses

go-go boots

italian suits

they always dress to kill

they spin their umbrellas

they dance taratella

but i'm not here for them

i only come here to watch you



i want to make your aquaintance

to escort you

to be a gentleman

i want to rub up against you

like the scoundrels

like those wolves do

they run in packs and *stop men as you beat*



all these burning dances clubs

theres friction between us

how you throw your body

you start moving

but never toward me

still, i always seem to read between the beat



fricton!(x4)