Arms of Another

A Parisian parting of lips Now he's in the full swing of her pendulum hips In industrial lights they begin to French kiss He won't be sleeping alone She's never done a thing quite like this She's bouncing right back from a failed relationship As he touches her hand she tightens her grip She won't be sleeping alone Now he's hooked by the hue of her hosiery Shifts its shade at her knee so suggestively And you know they're both acting regrettably No-one likes sleeping alone We all fall into the arms of another Might take us a day to discover It's just for the night we'll be lovers No-one likes sleeping alone With hands intertwined they've started their trip Getting more distant sip after sip When the morning arrives will he give her the slip? Will she be waking alone? He's never been one to get out of there quick Kind of naive, not particularly slick Well the morning arrives and the clock starts to tick Will he be waking alone? He's still hooked by the hue of her hosiery Shifts its shade at her knee so suggestively And you know they're both acting regrettably No-one likes sleeping alone We all fall into the arms of another Might take us a day to discover It's just for the night we'll be lovers No-one likes sleeping alone Well of course you know it will never be enough But everybody wants to be in love Where? Where will you be waking up?