No confrontations
Sweet dove of mine... how to say it
I felt the stare
Of her eyes on me for a while
I love her always
So smooth as silk... on a bed
It felt like heaven
So much like you in a song
Was I wrong?
Then Mr. Evil comes
With his tell-tale bag of tricks
I'll be opening my mind, yeah yeah...
Rev up that old shotgun
I was hoping I could have some fun
Like we used to pretend
Like we used to pretend
Off in the morning in a sunglasses trance
It was so plain to see
You got ants in your pants
I was so hard of hearing in the night
All that rhetoric is gone
Clean out of sight, out of sight
Now there goes my conscience
Good and bad on my back... now I said it
Just like I can't stay long
Gotta get back and forget it
Yes I know
Sweet smelling rose... thorny bush
I can't say I care
But I long for the things that you said... in bed... yeah
And then Mr. Evil comes
With his tell-tale bag of tricks
I'll be opening my mind, yeah yeah...
Rev up that old shotgun
I was hoping I could have some fun
Like we used to pretend
Like we used to pretend
Like we used to pretend
Like we used to pretend
Like we used to... pretend