#HiddenThoughts
Do you like the dark, darling?
While you’re dancing in the streets at midnight.
With your hands on my hips, and it just feels right,
Everybody can taste the lust-brewing, starting.

The disco’s staying crystal, it’s a sight to wonder,
You know and I know we cannot stay friends.
You believe and I believe in a means to an end,
Time after time you still call me, when you wander.

I keep on hearing those funky new sounds,
While I dance and sing and put on my makeup.
Biscuits in my hands and vodka in my tea cup,
And you keep spotting me in bands around towns.

How do you look her in the eyes, darling?
While you’re singing karaoke with a chirping bird.
Muffling the microphone, avoiding being heard,
That harlot better understand she’s tampering.

The dance is remaining frantic, it’s a hard time,
Keeping up...