Bodies

                                  The wine is white and the lights are dim

They warned you don't go home with him

Those guilty feet will never dance again

I've been held in contempt for an incident

But it takes two be intimate

So by no means was she innocent



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 'ahhhh'



Can nonchalance be ambiance of course

I lean toward her and whisper the choice is yours

May I remind you that I'll have no remorse

Here's a kiss sweetheart this won''t hurt a bit

I could kill it with kindness or murder it

Then I'll have to face the time a murderer would get

'Life'



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 'ahhhh'