Bodies

The wine is white and the lights are dim They warned you, don't go home with him 'Cause guilty feet'll never dance again I know but will I ever get the chance again? I've been held in contempt for an incident But it takes two to be intimate So by no means was she innocent Well, it wasn't a crime if I didn't witness it They said that chivalry is dead Then why is her body in my bed? At sunrise, the morning papers read They found a body in my bed, ah Can nonchalant be obvious, of course? I leaned towards her and whispered the choice is yours Need I remind you that I'll have no remorse? I understand Here's a kiss, sweetheart, this won't hurt a bit I can kill it with kindness or murder it Then I'll face the time a murderer gets Or get away with it, life They said that chivalry is dead Then why is her body in my bed? And at sunrise, the morning paper's read They found a body in my bed, yes, ah May I? Yes It's okay, baby Let me touch you, okay You taste so good