Friction!

Friction Nightclubs, nightstalkers Fast women, fast talkers Loose lips, loose limbs The lovely loveless Sunset to sunrise Black dresses, black eyes Tangles of tangos Hot hands, hot thighs Why can I never get you? Theres a sea of bodies between us. I recall the first time i saw you - Not a dance hall - but a crowded bus. Pressed against the scent of stale sweat - Friction! Vampires and witches Steal bloody red kisses In go-go boots, itailin suits; They always dress to kill. They spin their umbrellas, They dance a tarantella. But im not here for them I only come here to watch you. I want to make your acquaintance, To escort - to be a gentleman. I want to rub up against you. Like those scoundrels - Like those wolves do. They run in packs - In saabs and SUVS. Oh, these pounding dance clubs. This friction between us. How you throw your body, Its so moving. But never toward me. Still, I always seem to read Between the beat.