After work there's no hurry to get home these days

So I stopped for a drink in a dimly lit place

I tore up a napkin over a warm glass of rye

And when I looked up, I got caught in his eyes

He sat down beside me before I could even speak

With an innocent smile, said, "Can I buy you a drink?"

Well, it was red wine from then on, laughing, carrying on

And when he took my hand, I didn't feel so alone

Slow dancing with a stranger, too close to danger

As he pressed his body to mine

And the feeling got stronger as the looks got longer

Two stepping too close to the line

So we ordered just one more, took it back to the dance floor

While the band played a slow cheating song

And I knew it would end soon, so I held him tight

We could have made sweet love, but it just wasn't right

Slow dancing with a stranger, too close to danger

As he pressed his body to mine

And the feeling got stronger as the looks got longer

Two stepping too close to the line

And the feeling got stronger as the looks got longer

Two stepping too close to the line

Too close to the line