I wasn't sleeping with the women you saw me unfurl
It was always the back street, dark alley girls
It was always the dirty girls bent over the rear
Of the car of the woman you saw me with here
There are the women that men always chase
They've seen it all, they're sick of the race
The ones you want don't advertise
You can only tell by the look in their eyes
No, all the girls who you thought I might be doing
Were actually friends and no, we weren't screwing
But the ones who got wet with every new glance
If I noticed, or they, were worth every chance
Chorus
Their eyes, their eyes,
Those eyes lead straight to their thighs
Their thighs, their thighs
Those thighs lead the look in their eyes
And those women! No prudes, they know what they want
Sure, kiss me and fondle me, but now drop your pants
They knew what they wanted and I'm glad it was me
And the friends I came in with made me "safe" to see...
