The Rooms

I walk into the rooms

The rooms they keep secret

Where love is a miracle

Bodies lay undress

I walk into the rooms

The woman's eyes are wet

Bright lights are dimmed down

For better effect

Men stand still against the wall

To offer their idle hands

Waiting to be chosen

By their lady friends

I walk into the rooms

Where love is wild and free

The women make the biddin'

The men wait and see

I walk into the rooms

Where the angels rest

So don't tell me how it is, boy

'Cause I've seen it all

You don't tell me how it is, boy

'Cause I've seen it all

So you don't tell me how it is, boy

'Cause I've seen it all

No, you don't tell me how it is, boy

'Cause I've seen it all

(I saw the woman kneel to men)

So don't tell me how it is, boy

'Cause I've seen it all

(And the men kneel to God)

(I saw the woman need a man)

No, you don't tell me how it is, boy

'Cause I've seen it all

(And men need a God)

(I saw the woman kneel to men)

So you don't tell me how it is, boy

'Cause I've seen it all

(And men kneel to God)

(I saw the woman need a man)

No, you don't tell me how it is, boy

(And men need a God)