Wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were lost in a maze
I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of divine right to the blues

It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the front page sad news
The incense burned away and the stench began to rise
And lovers now estranged avoided catching each others' eyes
And girls who lost their children cursed the men who fit the coil
And men not fit for marriage took their refuge in the oil
No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned
>From all this you'd imagine that there must be something learned....

Slit skirts - Jeannie never weas those slit skirts
And I don't ever wear no ripped shirts
Can't pretend that growing old never hurts

Knee pants - Jeannie never wears no knee pants
We have to be so drunk to try a new dance
So afraid of every new romance

Slit skirts slit skirt
Jeannie isn't wearing those
Slit skirts slit skirt
She wouldn't dare in those
Slit skirts slit skirt
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

Romance romance
Why aren't we thinking up
Romance
Why can't we drink it up
True heart romance
Just need a brief new romance

Let me tell you some more about myself you know I'm sitting at home just now
The big events of the day are passed and the late TV's around
I'm number one in the home team but I still feel unfulfilled
A silent voice in her broken heart complains that I'm unskilled
And I know that when she thinks of me she thinks of me as "Him"
But unlike me she don't work off her frustration in the Gym
Recriminations fester and the past can never change
A woman's expectations run from both ends of the range
Once she woke with untamed lovers' face between her legs
Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg

Slit skirts slit skirt
Jeannie isn't wearing those
Slit skirts slit skirt
She wouldn't dare in those
Slit skirts slit skirt
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

Romance romance
Why aren't we thinking up
Romance
Why can't we drink it up
True heart romance
Just need a brief new romance