Chris Phillips Trio: Music
Crossing Lines
(Chris Phillips Trio)
Lines get crossed
Hope you know I won't stray on the wrong side too long
I may get lost sometimes
Cause you don't read like a map
And so I don't have a grasp
Lord I won't pretend
I know where your lines begin and end
Me I swear I don't care
Whose perfume you wear there behind your ear
And I don't give a damn
Who you've loved in the past if it's me that's now and best
No I really, really, really don't mind
Whose lingerie you wear if it's me that pulls you bare
And I don't give a Goddamn
If it's me that you wed and wrestle in the bed
Running out of gas
Doesn't matter just as long as the fumes are bold and strong
I don't need the cash
If I've your ass in the bed
And your love in the bank
I'd take a bullet to the head
Just call me out to task
Me I don't fucking care
Whose perfume you wear there behind your ear
And I don't give a damn
Who you've loved in the past if it's me that's now and best
No I really, really, really don't mind
Whose lingerie you wear if it's me that pulls you bare
And I don't give a Goddamn
If it's me that you wed and wrestle in the bed
I think we agree on some lines we need
I think we see eye to eye, soul to soul
Places we won't go