Dancing Joe is always on the make (girl)
Plays in light while casting frantic shadows
Jezebel gets so pretty when you’re drinking
Her velvet thighs shimmer like rainbowsCovergirl or victim of the week
It all depends on the whims of brute emotion
Tantalized by smiling black eyes
I take her back to her apartment
“Come here”, she says, “do you sense my yearning building”
“It’s you,” she says, “that’s got my juices flowing”
“Take me now, relieve my passion”
“Tell me you love me and I’m so attractive”
Two weeks later she’s snorting up a storm
Her puffed eyes and easy agitation
Take their toll on this beauty with no sleep
Her fragile smile seeks some entertainment
After a night of sordid rejection
Her anger gives way to empty depression
Out of control and bent on destruction
I take her back to her apartment
“Stay here” she says, “the night is long and oh so lonely”
“It’s you,” she says, “that’s got my juices flowing”
I know I should walk away, it’s not my fault she’s on the decay
Yet her pain keeps calling me back,
She needs a friend to get back on track
Why don’t you look at yourself woman?
I could lead you, I could free you
But you’re too damn scared to give it a try
She’s too scared to be all alone
She’s too scared she’s on the phone
Looking for a magic potion to take the real away
She’s too scared