Stockings Lyrics

Stockings lyrics

I don't care for tights, she says

 and does not tell me why

 She hikes her skirt above her knee

 revealing one brown thigh 

 

 I see, I say, and wonder at

 her slender little fingers

 How cleverly they pull upon

 the threads of recent slumbers

 

 Do you know where friendship ends

 and passion does begin?

 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

 But something in the way she laughed

  told me I had no chance 

 

 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

 but it will never flower

 So I'm assigned to read her mind, now

 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

 the way out on the way in) --

 It's between the binding

 of her stockings and her skin.

 (oh yeah)