Arms Of Another

A parisian parting of lips
Now he’s in the full swing of her pendulum hips
In industrial lights they begin to french kiss
He won’t be sleeping alone

She’s never done a thing quite like this
She’s bouncing right back from a failed relationship
As he touches her hand she tightens her grip
She won’t be sleeping alone

Now he’s hooked by the hue of her hosiery
Shifts its shade at her knee so suggestively
And you know they’re both acting regrettably
No one likes sleeping alone

We all fall into the arms of another
Might take us a day to discover
It’s just for the night we’ll be lovers
No one likes sleeping alone

With hands intertwined they’ve started their trip
Getting more distant sip after sip
When the morning arrives will he give her the slip?
Will she be waking alone?

He’s never been one to get out of there quick
Kind of naive, not particularly slick
Well the morning arrives and the clock starts to tick
Will he be waking alone?

He’s still hooked by the hue of her hosiery
Shifts its shade at her knee so suggestively
And you know they’re both acting regrettably
No one likes sleeping alone

We all fall into the arms of another
Might take us a day to discover
It’s just for the night we’ll be lovers
No one likes sleeping alone

Well of course you know it will never be enough
But everybody wants to be in love
Of course you know it will never be enough
But everybody wants to be in love
Of course you know it will never be enough
But everybody wants to be in love
Of course you know it will never be enough
But everybody wants to be in love

Where? Where will you be waking up?